Straight outta Oakland, California where we spark it on ya
Give a shout out to my partners in the darkest corners

I remember drinkin Hennesey, smokin weed
Fantasize about the things we´d grow to be
Had a partner named Snoop, loved to clown a stank
Smoke a pound a day, commenced to down a drank
Shooting craps in the alley til they chased us off
Pour a little for my homies but don´t waste it all
Oooohweee, who popped that coochie best?
On my tattooed chest is where the hoochies rest
Having house parties in a crowded spot
And you can tell it´s hot, they talk loud a lot
Everybody wanna dance when the slow jam come
Lookin dumb, cause you waitin for your chance to hump
Straight grindin, everybody havin fun
And it´s cool til a fool pull a loaded gun
Cause another dude kicked his Bacardi over

He had to act a fool now the party´s over
Gun shots rang like it´s thunder
And everybody bum rushing and I´m rushing to get a number
Says she got a man but she´s lying
Why? I seen her talking to this other guy and..
he´s a dealer so you know she gonna sweat him
I ain´t trippin I just hope he get em, I got nuttin but love

[chorus]
[singers] Ain´t got nuttin but love for ya
[2Pac] I´m down for yours, nuttin but love
[repeat 4X]

I love to go back, to the block I got my game from
Cause uh, old man still drinkin, his breath still stinkin

He´d love to tell ya what he´s thinkin
But I can´t diss him he´s my elder
He been livin here longer what that tell ya?
And little girls playin double dutch
Still blush, cause she don´t get in trouble much
It´s uhh, ponytails and barrettes
I gotta make it back home, before the sun decides to set
And little boys playin stick ball, quick y´all
Get out the street before they hit y´all
And as I reminisce, I think about my ghetto bliss
And wonder how we came to this
I help an old lady across the street, the cost is free
I can´t take what she offers me
And this is how the world could be
This is how the world should be
Feels good to be back on the streets

Cause I know they got love for me, nuttin but love

[chorus]

When I was young I used to want to be a dealer see
Cause the gold and cars they appealed to me
I saw our brothers getting rich slangin crack to folks
And the square´s getting big for these sack of dope
Started thinking bout a plan to get paid myself
So I made myself, raised myself
Til the dealer on the block told me, "That ain´t cool
You ain´t meant to slang crack, you a rapper fool"

I got my game about women from a prostitute
And way back used to rap on the block for loot
I tryed to make my way legit, haha
But it was hard, cause rhymes don´t pay the rent
And uhh, it was funny how I copped out
I couldn´t make it in school, so finally I dropped out
My family on welfare
I´m steady thinking, since don´t nobody else care
I´m out here on my own
At least in jail I have a meal and I wouldn´t be alone
I´m feelin like a waste, tears rollin down my face
Cause my life is filled with hate
Until I looked around me
I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me
Panthers, Pimps, Pushers and Thugs

Hey yo, that´s my family tree, I got nuttin but love

[chorus repeats for a while w/o 2Pac]
Oaktown -- [singers] ain´t got nuttin but love for ya
ain´t got nuttin but love for ya [repeats to fade]