[Intro: 2Pac]
West Side (You punk muthafuckas)
Un-muthafuckin'-touchables
(What's up nigga) With the L.B.C. clique nigga (Gang)
Bad boy killa, untouchable
(Hehe, you know what time it is)
Put your guns down nigga, (West Side) we UNmuthafuckinTouchable (Gang)
Die, West Side, Outlaw, Thug Life, M.O. muthafuckin B
L.B. muthafuckin C
What it be like, what it see like
(You know)

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Huh
Smooth criminal, individual suffer
Went to jail, made bail, seein' hell, made me rougher, gettin' money
Funny it seems, young black teens
Triple beam dreams make 'em, fiend for crack scenes
Maybe I'll fuckin' make a million
Bustin' from on top of the buildin'
A victim addicted to killin'
I can see it in my eye sight
Yo what's the Hassa?
It's a pig that don't fly right, you die tonight
Get me high I'm a killa, lyrics raise drug dealers
Turn 'em into muthafuckin' thug niggas
L.B.C. come and bail with me
Hang with the same niggas go to jail with me
Bang, with the Outlaw clique
Sick since I came out
Pull out my pistol, aim blow your brains out
Pull it, my every word like a bullet
Hollow point style, murder niggas 'til they feel it
I'm untouchable
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