All Eyez On Me Nu Mixx Lyrics

All Eyez On Me Nu Mixx lyrics

[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, fuck 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
fuck?

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 motherfucker

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 fuck

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 fuckin 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