Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
Vocals
Grandmaster Flash
Sampled Artist
Intelligent Hoodlum
Sampled Artist
M.C. Frosty & Lovin C
Sampled Artist
The Furious Five
Sampled Artist
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
2Pac
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Delmar Arnaud
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dat Nigga Daz
Producer
Dave Aron
Engineer
Alvin McGill
Assistant Recording Engineer
David Blake
Mixing Engineer
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Up out of there
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ah shit, you done fucked up now
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
You done put two of America's most wanted
In the same motherfuckin' place at the same motherfuckin' time
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Y'all **** about to feel this
Break out the champagne glasses and the motherfuckin' condoms
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Have one on us, a'ight?
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
[Verse 1]
Picture-perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin' homie
You's a cold-ass **** on them hogs
Sho' 'nuff, I keep my hand on my gun, 'cause they got me on the run
Now I'm back in the courtroom waiting on the outcome
Free 2Pac is all that's on a ****'s mind
But at the same time, it seem they tryin' to take mine
So I'ma get smart and get defensive and shit
And put together a Million March for some gangsta shit
[Verse 2]
So now they got us laced
Two multi-millionaire motherfuckers catchin' cases
Bitches get ready for the throw down, the shit's about to go down
Me and Snoop about to clown
I'm losing my religion, I'm vicious on these stool pigeons
You might be deep in this game, but you got the rules missing
**** be acting like they savage, they out to get the cabbage
I've got nothing but love for my **** living lavish
[Verse 3]
I've got a pitt named P, she Nigerino
I've got a house out in the hills right next to Chino
And I think I've got a black Bimmer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal
It feels good to you baby-bubba
You see, this is for the G's and the keys, motherfucker
[Verse 4]
Now follow as we ride
Motherfuck the rest, two of the best from the Westside
And I can make you famous
**** been dyin' for years so how can they blame us?
I live in fear of a felony
I never stop bailin' these motherfuckin' G's
If you got it better flaunt it
Another warrant, two of America's most wanted
[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (Nothin' but a gangsta party)
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (Nothin' but a gangsta party)
It ain't nothin' but a mothafuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (Nothin' but a gangsta party)
It ain't nothin' but a mothafuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
[Verse 5]
Now give me fifty feet
Defeat is not my destiny, release me to the streets
And keep whatever's left of me
Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief
Better be prepared when you cowards fuck with me
I bust and flee, these **** must be crazy, what?
There ain't no mercy, motherfuckers can't fade the thugs
You thought it was but it wasn't, now disappear
Bow down in the presence of a boss player
[Verse 6]
It's like Cuzz, Blood, gang-bangin'
Everybody in the party doin' dope-slangin'
You gotta have papers in this world
You might get your first snatch before your eyes swirl
You doing your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun, so we die by the guns, kids
[Verse 7]
They tell me not to roll with my Glock
So now I got a throw-away
Floating in the black Benz, trying to do a show a day
They wonder how I live with five shots
**** is hard to kill on my block
Schemes for currency and dough-related
Affiliated with the hustlers, so we made it
No answers to questions, I'm trying to get up on it
My **** Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted
[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (Nothin' but a gangsta party)
It ain't nothin' but a mothafuckin' gangsta party
[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (Nothin' but a gangsta party)
It ain't nothin' but a mothafuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (Nothin' but a gangsta party)
It ain't nothin' but a mothafuckin' gangsta party
[Chorus]
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party (Nothin' but a gangsta party)
It ain't nothin' but a mothafuckin' gangsta party
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
[Outro]
Biatch
Where you at? Where you at? Where you at?
Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party
Death Row
Written by: 2Pac, Calvin Broadus, D. Arnaud