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]