Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya
Give a shout out to my partners in the darkest corners
I remember drinkin Hennesey, smokin weed
Fantasize about the things we`d grow to be
Had a partner named Snoop, loved to clown a stank
Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drank
Shooting craps in the alley til they chased us off
Pour a little for my homies but don`t waste it all
Oooohweee, who popped that coochie best?
On my tattooed chest is where the hoochies rest
Having house parties in a crowded spot
And you can tell it`s hot, they talk loud a lot
Everybody wanna dance when the slow jam come
Lookin dumb, cause you waitin for your chance to hump
Straight grindin, everybody havin fun
And it`s cool til a fool pull a loaded gun
Cause another dude kicked his Bacardi over
He had to act a fool now the party`s over
Gun shots rang like it`s thunder
And everybody bum rushing and I`m rushing to get a number
Says she got a man but she`s lying
Why? I seen her talking to this other guy and..
he`s a dealer so you know she gonna sweat him
I ain`t trippin I just hope he get em, I got nuttin but love
*chorus*
[singers] Ain`t got nuttin but love for ya
[2Pac] I`m down for yours, nuttin but love
(repeat 4X)
I love to go back, to the block I got my game from
Cause uh, old man still drinkin, his breath still stinkin
He`d love to tell ya what he`s thinkin
But I can`t diss him he`s my elder
He been livin here longer what that tell ya?
And little girls playin double dutch
Still blush, cause she don`t get in trouble much
It`s uhh, ponytails and barrettes
I gotta make it back home, before the sun decides to set
And little boys playin stick ball, quick y`all
Get out the street before they hit y`all
And as I reminisce, I think about my ghetto bliss
And wonder how we came to this
I help an old lady across the street, the cost is free
I can`t take what she offers me
And this is how the world could be
This is how the world should be
Feels good to be back on the streets
Cause I know they got love for me, nuttin but love
*chorus*
When I was young I used to want to be a dealer see
Cause the gold and cars they appealed to me
I saw our brothers getting rich slangin crack to folks
And the square`s getting big for these sack of dope
Started thinking bout a plan to get paid myself
So I made myself, raised myself
Til the dealer on the block told me, That ain`t cool
You ain`t meant to slang crack, you a rapper fool
I got my game about women from a prostitute
And way back used to rap on the block for loot
I tryed to make my way legit, haha
But it was hard, cause rhymes don`t pay the rent
And uhh, it was funny how I copped out
I couldn`t make it in school, so finally I dropped out
My family on welfare
I`m steady thinking, since don`t nobody else care
I`m out here on my own
At least in jail I have a meal and I wouldn`t be alone
I`m feelin like a waste, tears rollin down my face
Cause my life is filled with hate
Until I looked around me
I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me
Panthers, Pimps, Pushers and Thugs
Hey yo, that`s my family tree, I got nuttin but love
*chorus repeats for a while w/o 2Pac*
Oaktown -- [singers] ain`t got nuttin but love for ya
ain`t got nuttin but love for ya (repeats to fade)
