[Tupac] They say
    [Intro/Chorus:]
    [B-Legit]
  Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin
  [C-Bo]
  Where I can pile up my chips
  [Richie Rich]
  And niggaz call me a timer
  [Tupac]
  I been ballin since my adolecsent years steady climbin
  [E-40]
  Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin about no timin
    [Tupac] That's right, that's right boy start that shit off
    [Verse One: 2Pac]
    I heard a rumour I died, murdered in cold blood dramatized
  Picutes of me in my final stage you know Mama cried
  But that was fiction, some coward got the story twisted
  Like I no longer existed, mysteriously missin
  Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find
  Why I spend most of my time on California crime
  Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin
  Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason
  See me and hope I'm intoxicated or slightly faded
  You tried to play me now homicide is my only payment
  I'm addicted to currency in this life I lead
  Why the fuck you cowards be runnin, too scared to fight a G
  For the life of me, I cannot see
  How motherfuckers picture livin life after a night of fuckin around with me
  And if you don't like this rhyme
  then bring your big bad ass to California, cause we ain't hard to find
    [Chorus]
    [Verse Two: C-Bo, B-Legit]
    I got my locs on hard hat goin to war
  Breakin them off on sight, stoppin lives like red lights
  Watch em pause as I pull my strap, out my drawers
  And get to dumpin on they ass, like the last outlaws
  Rich, Tupac and the Click, smokin blunts, loadin clips
  With enough shit to raise your block in one dip
  We bring on horror like Tales From the Crypt
  And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick
    I'm fully automatic full of static and shit
  Movin Dodge van fifty rounds in the clip
  I'm ridin shot gun with the tint in the back
  I'm plan to have a motherfuckerin mint in this rap
  I'm from the V-A-L-L-E-J-O
  Where sellin narcotics is all I know
  I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kind
  And if you need a motherfucker I ain't hard to find
    Some may call me Bootsy, but I call it timin
  That's while I keeps on grindin (that's right)
  to the point where a nigga can't stop
  Too much feelin this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel a bitch
  Whether it's a nigga or a hoe, a hoe
  get in my way, then that ass gots to go
  Cause a nigga steady plottin
  I serves hit for hit, and motherfuckers keep droppin
    [Chorus]
    [Tupac] C-Bo and D-Shot, E-40, Richie Rich
  [E-40] Da Bay, beitch!
    [Verse Three: E-40, Richie Rich]
    Down the steps
  Abandonded broken down apartment complex
  Heavy metal lipstick hairy can't be scary
  Playboy, what the fuck is the proof without the drama play
  Nigga, what the fuck you got a gun for, if ya gonna hesitate
  Best shake and bake although mine was first to ask niggaz
  Motherfuckers didn't think I wasn't going do somethin, ask niggaz
  Threaten your life, ain't like you love him
  Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him
    Check this out
  I grew up with that nigga, threw up with that nigga
  I hear he tryin to ride, double-edgin for the other side
  But now, my glock be so judgemental
  Back seat of a rental keep my name out your dental
  Nigga, if your gum bleedin, and you needin
  mo' than twenty sticthes, you behaved like dem bitches
  Sideways to the race
  Heavy in the game, check the resident it's all the same
  Nigga, and we ain't hard to find
    [Tupac] Hell nah we ain't hard to find
  [C-Bo] The whole clickilation fool
  [E-40] Motherfuckers hard to find, right here bitch
    [Tupac]
  Why them niggaz actin like they can't find us
  like like they can't see us and
  like we don't be at the same spots they be at
  It's the same congregation, Young Pac is back
  YouknowhatImean?
  [C-Bo] Nigga be lookin all the way when he see you and shit
  It's a celebration, Young Pac is back
  [E-40] Motherfuckers better understand this shit
  [Tupac]
  Ay D-Shot nigga can we get paid man?
  Can we just go there and sock this shit up?
  Hey, we smokin, and we ain't hard to fine
  Drinkin and shit, fuckin with some hurricane
  [E-40] A motherfucker's gonna get his Marlboros regardless playa
  [Tupac] You suPPOSED to
  Sideways to the next light...