Picture Me Rollin'

[Intro] Yeah, clear enough for ya? (That right!) *laughs* (Yeah) *laughs* Why niggas look mad? (That right) Y'all supposed to be happy I'm free Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail *laughs* Ho bustas! [Verse 1: 2Pac] Picture me rollin' in my 500 Benz I got no love for these niggas, there's no need to be friends They got me under surveillance, I swear somebody be tellin' Know there's dope bein' sold, but I ain't the one sellin' Don't want to be another number I gotta puff a gang of weed to keep from goin' under The federales wanna see me dead, niggas put prices on my head Now I got two Rottweilers by my bed, I feed 'em lead Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me for all the dirt a nigga did, to feed kids? One life to live, it's so hard to be positive When niggas shootin' at your crib Mama, I'm still thuggin', the world is a war zone My homies is inmates, and most of 'em dead wrong Full grown, finally a man, just schemin' on ways To put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin' Flossin' a Benz on rims that isn't stolen My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin' and my hands are swollen Thinkin' of the G's I'll be holdin'; picture me rollin' [Refrain: Danny Boy Steward] Picture me rollin' Picture me rollin' Picture me, picture me rollin' Picture me rollin' Ooh wee [2Pac during Refrain] Can you see me now? Move to the side a little bit so you can get a clear picture Can you see it? Picture me rollin' Yeah, nigga! Ayy, but peep how my nigga Syke do it to you Guess who's back? [Verse 2: Big Syke] I got keys comin' from overseas Cost a nigga 200 G's I'm a street commando, Nino for example This lavish lifestyle is hard to handle So I got to floss 'cause I'm more like a boss player Thug, branded to be a women-layer So many player haters, imitators steady swangin' Make me wanna start back bangin' So I'm caught up in the game, dress code changed Packin' forty Glocks, contain 'em or rearrange All that jealousy and envy comin' from my enemies While I'm sippin' on Rémy In front of black Lexus, Chevy's on the roam '96 big body, sittin' on chrome As we head up out the zone, stone-facin' is on You can admire, but don't look too long I'm livin' a dream with triple beams and my pockets bulgin' It's hard to imagine, picture me rollin' [Refrain: Danny Boy Steward] Picture me rollin' Picture, picture me rollin' Picture me rollin' Picture me rollin' Picture me [Verse 3: CPO] I gots to get the fuck up in it, formulate a caper 'Cause a nigga straight sufferin' from lack of havin' paper My bitch fin' to have a bastard, see? So I needs to hit a lick, drastically I see some ballin'-ass niggas, and they slippin' in my spot And, uh, diggin' the plots (Say what?) Checkin' in the park, Pac [Verse 4: 2Pac] We caught him sleepin', he didn't peep you niggas creepin'? This how we do it every weekend And I dump for madness, it's time to count the profit CPO, you got the bomb spot, nigga, time to clock it I get the liquor, and you can get the females This crooked shit that we inflictin', gettin' street sales [Verse 5: CPO] Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my nine I'm cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swoll Boss Hogg and this Pac nigga, picture us rollin' [Refrain: Danny Boy Steward] Picture me rollin' Picture me Picture me rollin' Picture me rollin' [Outro: 2Pac] Is y'all ready for me? Picture me rollin' roll call You know there's some muh'fuckers out there I just could not forget about I wanna make sure they can see me Number one on my list: Clinton Correctional Facilities All you bitch-ass CO's Can you niggas see me from there? Ballin' on y'all punk-ass! Picture me rollin', baby! Yeah, all them niggas up in them cell blocks I told y'all niggas when I come home it's on That's right, nigga, picture me rollin' Oh, I forgot! The DA Yeah, that bitch had a lot to talk about in court Can the ho see me from here? Can you see me, ho? Picture me rollin' And all you punk police, can you see me? Am I clear to you? Picture me rollin', nigga, legit Free like O.J. all day, you can't stop me You know I got my niggas up in this motherfucker Manute, Pain, Syke, Bogart, Mopreme It's sad, dog, can you picture us rollin'? Can you see me, ho? Is y'all ready for me? We up out this bitch Any time y'all wanna see me again Rewind this track right here Close your eyes and picture me rollin'