| Artist：2Pac/K-Ci/Jojo | |
| [Chorus：K-Ci and JoJo] | |
| How do you want it? How does it feel? | |
| Comin up as a nigga in the cash game | |
| livin in the fast lane; I'm for real | |
| How do you want it? How do you feel? | |
| Comin up as a nigga in the cash game | |
| livin in the fast lane; I'm for real | |
| [Verse One: 2Pac] | |
| Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out | |
| Got a nigga wantin it so bad I'm bout to pass out | |
| Wanna dig you, and I can't even lie about it | |
| Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it | |
| Catch you at a club, oh shit you got me fiendin | |
| Body talkin shit to me but I can't comprehend the meaning | |
| Now if you wanna roll with me, then here's your chance | |
| Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can | |
| Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man | |
| All I want is money, **** the fame I'm a simple man | |
| Mr. International, playa with the passport | |
| Just like Aladdin bitch, get you anything you ask for | |
| It's either him or me -- champagne, Hennessey | |
| A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies | |
| Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need | |
| Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don't need | |
| Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day | |
| But I've been driven by attraction in a strong way | |
| Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it | |
| Time to give it to daddy nigga now tell me how you want it | |
| (Tell me how you want it! La-dy, yeahhhyeah) | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse Two: 2Pac] | |
| Tell me is it cool to ****? | |
| Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what? | |
| Positions on the floor it's like erotic, ironic | |
| cause I'm somewhat psychotic | |
| I'm hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics | |
| Up and down like a roller coaster, I'm up inside ya | |
| I ain't quittin til the show is over, cause I'ma rider | |
| In and out just like a robbery, I'll probably be a freak | |
| and let you get on top of me, get her rockin these | |
| Nights full of Alize, a livin legend | |
| You ain't heard about these niggaz play these Cali days | |
| Delores Tucker, youse a mother****er | |
| Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a brother | |
| Worse than the others -- Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole | |
| You're too old to understand the way the game is told | |
| You're lame so I gotta hit you with the hot facts | |
| Want some on lease? I'm makin millions, niggaz top that | |
| They wanna censor me; they'd rather see me in a cell | |
| livin in hell -- only a few of us'll live to tell | |
| Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a **** | |
| I'd be the first one to bomb and cuss | |
| Nigga tell me how you want it | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Verse Three: 2Pac] | |
| Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the scoop | |
| on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the roof | |
| before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager | |
| Game rules, I'm livin major -- my adversaries | |
| is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried | |
| One of us gon' see the cemetary | |
| My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive | |
| Gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, before I die | |
| I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million | |
| And then I'm chillin fade em all, these taxes | |
| got me crossed up and people tryin to sue me | |
| Media is in my business and they actin like they know me | |
| Hahaha, but I'ma mash out, peel out | |
| I'm with it quick I'se quick to whip that ****in steel out | |
| Yeah nigga it's some new shit so better get up on it | |
| When ya see me tell a nigga how ya want it | |
| How do you want it? | |
| [Chorus 2X] | |
| [2Pac] | |
| How you want it? | |
| Yeah my nigga Johnny J | |
| Yeah, we out | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [2Pac] | |
| Tell me | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [2Pac] | |
| Cash game, livin in the fast lane, I'm for real |
| Artist: 2Pac KCi Jojo | |
| Chorus: KCi and JoJo | |
| How do you want it? How does it feel? | |
| Comin up as a nigga in the cash game | |
| livin in the fast lane I' m for real | |
| How do you want it? How do you feel? | |
| Comin up as a nigga in the cash game | |
| livin in the fast lane I' m for real | |
| Verse One: 2Pac | |
| Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out | |
| Got a nigga wantin it so bad I' m bout to pass out | |
| Wanna dig you, and I can' t even lie about it | |
| Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it | |
| Catch you at a club, oh shit you got me fiendin | |
| Body talkin shit to me but I can' t comprehend the meaning | |
| Now if you wanna roll with me, then here' s your chance | |
| Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can | |
| Forgive me i' m a rider, still I' m just a simple man | |
| All I want is money, the fame I' m a simple man | |
| Mr. International, playa with the passport | |
| Just like Aladdin bitch, get you anything you ask for | |
| It' s either him or me champagne, Hennessey | |
| A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies | |
| Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need | |
| Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don' t need | |
| Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day | |
| But I' ve been driven by attraction in a strong way | |
| Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it | |
| Time to give it to daddy nigga now tell me how you want it | |
| Tell me how you want it! Lady, yeahhhyeah | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Two: 2Pac | |
| Tell me is it cool to ? | |
| Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what? | |
| Positions on the floor it' s like erotic, ironic | |
| cause I' m somewhat psychotic | |
| I' m hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics | |
| Up and down like a roller coaster, I' m up inside ya | |
| I ain' t quittin til the show is over, cause I' ma rider | |
| In and out just like a robbery, I' ll probably be a freak | |
| and let you get on top of me, get her rockin these | |
| Nights full of Alize, a livin legend | |
| You ain' t heard about these niggaz play these Cali days | |
| Delores Tucker, youse a mother er | |
| Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a brother | |
| Worse than the others Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole | |
| You' re too old to understand the way the game is told | |
| You' re lame so I gotta hit you with the hot facts | |
| Want some on lease? I' m makin millions, niggaz top that | |
| They wanna censor me they' d rather see me in a cell | |
| livin in hell only a few of us' ll live to tell | |
| Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a | |
| I' d be the first one to bomb and cuss | |
| Nigga tell me how you want it | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Three: 2Pac | |
| Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the scoop | |
| on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the roof | |
| before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager | |
| Game rules, I' m livin major my adversaries | |
| is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried | |
| One of us gon' see the cemetary | |
| My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive | |
| Gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, before I die | |
| I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million | |
| And then I' m chillin fade em all, these taxes | |
| got me crossed up and people tryin to sue me | |
| Media is in my business and they actin like they know me | |
| Hahaha, but I' ma mash out, peel out | |
| I' m with it quick I' se quick to whip that in steel out | |
| Yeah nigga it' s some new shit so better get up on it | |
| When ya see me tell a nigga how ya want it | |
| How do you want it? | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| [2Pac] | |
| How you want it? | |
| Yeah my nigga Johnny J | |
| Yeah, we out | |
| Chorus | |
| [2Pac] | |
| Tell me | |
| Chorus | |
| [2Pac] | |
| Cash game, livin in the fast lane, I' m for real |
| Artist: 2Pac KCi Jojo | |
| Chorus: KCi and JoJo | |
| How do you want it? How does it feel? | |
| Comin up as a nigga in the cash game | |
| livin in the fast lane I' m for real | |
| How do you want it? How do you feel? | |
| Comin up as a nigga in the cash game | |
| livin in the fast lane I' m for real | |
| Verse One: 2Pac | |
| Love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out | |
| Got a nigga wantin it so bad I' m bout to pass out | |
| Wanna dig you, and I can' t even lie about it | |
| Baby just alleviate your clothes, time to fly up out it | |
| Catch you at a club, oh shit you got me fiendin | |
| Body talkin shit to me but I can' t comprehend the meaning | |
| Now if you wanna roll with me, then here' s your chance | |
| Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can | |
| Forgive me i' m a rider, still I' m just a simple man | |
| All I want is money, the fame I' m a simple man | |
| Mr. International, playa with the passport | |
| Just like Aladdin bitch, get you anything you ask for | |
| It' s either him or me champagne, Hennessey | |
| A favorite of my homies when we floss, on our enemies | |
| Witness as we creep to a low speed, peep what a hoe need | |
| Puff some mo' weed, funk, ya don' t need | |
| Approachin hoochies with a passion, been a long day | |
| But I' ve been driven by attraction in a strong way | |
| Your body is bangin baby I love it when you flaunt it | |
| Time to give it to daddy nigga now tell me how you want it | |
| Tell me how you want it! Lady, yeahhhyeah | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Two: 2Pac | |
| Tell me is it cool to ? | |
| Did you think I come to talk am I a fool or what? | |
| Positions on the floor it' s like erotic, ironic | |
| cause I' m somewhat psychotic | |
| I' m hittin switches on bitches like I been fixed with hydraulics | |
| Up and down like a roller coaster, I' m up inside ya | |
| I ain' t quittin til the show is over, cause I' ma rider | |
| In and out just like a robbery, I' ll probably be a freak | |
| and let you get on top of me, get her rockin these | |
| Nights full of Alize, a livin legend | |
| You ain' t heard about these niggaz play these Cali days | |
| Delores Tucker, youse a mother er | |
| Instead of tryin to help a nigga you destroy a brother | |
| Worse than the others Bill Clinton, Mr. Bob Dole | |
| You' re too old to understand the way the game is told | |
| You' re lame so I gotta hit you with the hot facts | |
| Want some on lease? I' m makin millions, niggaz top that | |
| They wanna censor me they' d rather see me in a cell | |
| livin in hell only a few of us' ll live to tell | |
| Now everybody talkin bout us I could give a | |
| I' d be the first one to bomb and cuss | |
| Nigga tell me how you want it | |
| Chorus | |
| Verse Three: 2Pac | |
| Raised as a youth, tell the truth I got the scoop | |
| on how to get a bulletproof, because I jumped from the roof | |
| before I was a teenager, mobile phone, SkyPager | |
| Game rules, I' m livin major my adversaries | |
| is lookin worried, they paranoid of gettin buried | |
| One of us gon' see the cemetary | |
| My only hope to survive if I wish to stay alive | |
| Gettin high, see the demons in my eyes, before I die | |
| I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million | |
| And then I' m chillin fade em all, these taxes | |
| got me crossed up and people tryin to sue me | |
| Media is in my business and they actin like they know me | |
| Hahaha, but I' ma mash out, peel out | |
| I' m with it quick I' se quick to whip that in steel out | |
| Yeah nigga it' s some new shit so better get up on it | |
| When ya see me tell a nigga how ya want it | |
| How do you want it? | |
| Chorus 2X | |
| [2Pac] | |
| How you want it? | |
| Yeah my nigga Johnny J | |
| Yeah, we out | |
| Chorus | |
| [2Pac] | |
| Tell me | |
| Chorus | |
| [2Pac] | |
| Cash game, livin in the fast lane, I' m for real |
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