I made the important parts in bold, and think about those parts: How we, our own style (x5) Don't you love it 2Pac freak # That reach the public Still I Believe my speech so deep that all my real niggas done it Ass naked rhymes in these cash makin' times got me Loosin' my mind inside the lines of these wicked rhymes Label me a ghetto star Comin' up quick # # what you heard We be runnin' this # It's plain to see, my whole damn click shine bright Always new the real niggas would end this sit when the time is right Now East to West Is irrelevant We doin' it world wide Ha ha Similar to bitches Like girls they hide They die slow When I ride low Bumpin' this beat I bury All bitch made niggas comin' for me I rock 'em to sleep Then evade the cop's I'll never go alive 4-5 blazin' shot's Still gettin' mine Livin' blind search for salvation Still got my gun's But I visualize One Nation My work is done With my niggas get they cash in stacks Get yo' ass on the cash chase mash in packs Ha ha For ever ballin' The alcohol callin' me And I still Bust on them all till they crawl to me To all my Hip-Hop junkies And my niggas in jail When this song play Give 'em hell My thug nation Peep out how we freak our own style(X6) Enter Make yourself welcome Cause EDI is hostin' Rollin' with niggas on the mash coast to coastin' We don't be boastin' No high postin' is allowed Makaveli hit us a lick And we set to make 20 thou' But it's all gravy, baby We thug's this daily It ain't amazin' real niggas trail blazin' Man Today's got a constant flow cause we gotta get it yo Always had a passion for cash so now it's getting critical Did ya know This flava lays that one this day The East coast West coast war is now history Feel me? Now picture me rollin' With niggas from Hoboken to Oakland Puttin' it down more potent than that # you smokin' One Nation (Verse Three: Young Noble) Young Noble I'm calm and casual Bomb like the arab's do The end be tragical Televised on nasty new The revolution's comin' what you gonna be shootin' or runnin'? My crew is trained for gunnin' Soldier state your name and number We race in Hummer's Tryna catch the sun set We lace they runner's A hand full of death threats So what's next a war plan and a strategy Battle me to the death cause nothin' left The hell with causalities We made niggas under trainin' Train trigger's for the aimin' and Jersey claimin' ain't a damn thing changin' One Nation (Chorus x7) Ahhhhhhhhhhhh I've been rockin' mic's since Sergio Valente Down for my people just like Coonta Kinta Got more Biunique mammies than Tito Puente My man Tupac picked me up in the Bentley I come from the East (uh) Come to speak peace (Peace) I come from the West (West) Bring the buddah bless Come from the East (uh) Come to speak peace (Peace) Come from the West (West) Bring the buddah bless It ain't no mother#in' hair off my chest Times is hard I rock a bullet proof vest Met, so many yes men So many yes They try to gas My head like 'hess The heavenly father Put me to the test Divide and conquer What I do best Ain't nothin' to it but alleviate stress