[Chorus: K-Ci and JoJo]

How do you want it? How does it feel?
Comin up as a ni**a 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 ni**a 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 ni**a 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 s**t you got me fiendin
Body talkin s**t 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, f**k 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 ni**a 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 f**k?
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 ni**az play these Cali days
Delores Tucker, youse a motherf**ker
Instead of tryin to help a ni**a 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, ni**az 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 f**k
I`d be the first one to bomb and cuss
Ni**a 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 f**kin steel out
Yeah ni**a it`s some new s**t so better get up on it
When ya see me tell a ni**a how ya want it
How do you want it?

[Chorus 2X]

[2Pac]
How you want it?
Yeah my ni**a Johnny J
Yeah, we out

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
Tell me

[Chorus]

[2Pac]
Cash game, livin in the fast lane, I`m for real