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Welcome little boys and girlsMakaveli... for the luv of Makaveli it's forever... and everCome on... yo (Yukmouth)Hey yo 'Pac we still ballinDodgin all these haters and taskwit Lil J up in jag...makin legal papes and cashNo mo pullin capers in mask...nothin can save you from thatTear up yo place wit the slapz and hit ya safe for the snapsNo longer waitin in back..I'm jus facin the factsCats fakin ya mak...waitin to jack..soon as the day it will pastWord..turn through new jersey,swerve..on the wrong side of town you serveThis for my nicca on the third...for my homeboyz yok (khadifi) and 'PacYou got 'em jockin 'Pac, I know ya watchin 'PacLike shots at cops I ride on my set and I'm bangin Makaveli 5, people think you never really diedthey try to tell me why and say Makaveli was that guy who faked his on deathCome on champ.. would you fake yo' own deathwit two to the head, ya jus a stank headNow bounce like the bankhead, thuggin ain't deadIt's sacred, we still ballin...Chorus:Don't cry, dry ya eyes and sayLetras de canciones'Pac we still ballin ballinJus look up in the sky and say'Pac we still ballin ballin ballinPoor some liqour on the ground and say'Pac we still ballin ballin ballinto think, if he could see us now(Yukmouth)Hey 'Pac we still ballin, congregate the bloodz and 'causeVice Lords and Disciples, I got luv for thugsEven the hoodrats and scrugs that we duck in the clubSucka for luv, I introduce bustin dem slugsHustlas and drugs, we all lust for money and fast carsThe life of a rap star, floatin in jaguarsBall with a rappa,learn how to stack tallmoney longer then Shaq y'all (weeeeesssstttttsiiiiiiidddddeeeeeee)I look back y'all, I smoked out wit redmanAim an infared at the head of a rapper tryin to make a livin off a dead manDescend a dead man, I know the drama is thrillin They stole every song you made and owe yo mama sum millonsWe got children pleadin stop wit cha (I can be like 'Pac)Raps and rocks wit gats and glocks ya act like 'PacWit all them songz you stole from D.U.If Makaveli was alive, he would've rolled on you foolsand that's for realChorus:dey can bite all they want say 'Pacwe still ballin ballin ballinwest side..south side say 'Pacwe still ballin ballin ballinwe gonna keep the thuggin alive say 'Pacwe still ballin ballin ballinrap-a-lot mafia life say 'Pacwe still ballin(Yukmouth)Young nob, Kastro, Edi and Bosigned to rap-a-lot get the cash flow its easy to doI know its easy in youThe homies seen Biggie Smallz jockin yo rap and rhymesWatch us all become outlawsDoggy Dogg signed to no limitIt's coo' cause before that doggy dogg was gettin no spinachAnd that's no old gimmickYou know whut a real thug iz...wit the swears and cussesit's like comparin a bentley to a cutlass..you roll old ass buckets, we roll dutchez...ya roll wusses and I'm burnin out dodge viper clutchesyou gotta luv it, how we take this thuggin to the next20 geez on my wrist, 90 hundred on my neckJubilees and baguettes, spell tattoees on my belly'cause we do this for the luv of my nicca Makaveliif i die pour sum brew on the ground don't boo-hoo and frown just like up in the sky and smile for me now (echoin)to the day that i die say 'Pacwe still ballinwave ya hands in the sky say 'Pacwe still ballinwest side south side say 'Pacwe still ballineast side north side say 'Pacwe still ballinthe regime outlawz and yukwe still ballinrap a lot lil j and facewe still ballindiggity daz and kurupt say 'Pacwe still balline 40 fonz and be -leigeezi say 'Pacwe still ballinall my dogz everywhere say 'Pacwe still ballinand all my real ass thugs say 'Pac we still ballin(Yuk)a dedication to the legendary Makaveligod bless his soultime to ride for my patna on these bitin ass characters in the industry ride or die (10x)still ballin (20x) From Letras Mania