@MooseMouthMthafuga Yeah, the remix beat is nice, but the hook and censored words hold the track back for me.
This is how I assume the verses would be broke for a collaboration, now just imagine Snoop's voice instead of Pac's:
[2Pac]
nikka, I hear even the smaller G's be dippin Chevy Impalas
While flossin they gold D's, O.G.'s, is who they follow
We swallow tomorrow seed, what we leave is hollow
We feed violence and greed, let 'em lead tomorrow
In time, they grippin nine, sippin wine, they wild
Stil I be starin watch the parents sacrifice they child
The love's gone, a thug's home, with no love
Feelin so strong, make young boys into drug dealers
[Snoop]
Now one for adolescents, now dos for those
Keep your friends by your side, even close your foes
Now three for Johnny Law tryin' to take my chips
I never pulled the trigger, didn't touch that bytch
Throw your hands in the air, it's a robbery
It’s Snoop Dogg, nikka Pac, would you ride with me?
Let's go see what our enemies talkin' bout
When G's enter the house nobody's walkin' out
[2Pac]
This ain't livin', it's similar to prison, we're trapped
My homies jealous plus they tell us that the phones is tapped
I watch my back twenty-fo' seven
And never let a busta send a G to ghetto heaven, you know
This is how it goes when we floss with flows
Before I toss your ho, it'll cost you mo'
I do shows, make a lot of dough, murder my foes
But I'd give it all up, if it would help you grow
This ain't livin
[2Pac]
Peep it - gunfire is produced at alarmin' rates
Today's youth, quick to shoot, get in the car and break
"It Takes a Nation of Millions" if we intend to stop the killin'
Just search your feelings, participatin' should be appealing
They're our seeds and when they bleed, we bleed
That's what becomes of lonely children, they turn to G's
Heavenly father can you rescue, my young nation
Rest the Lord will protect you, respect due
[Snoop]
Not a threat as I step in blue, and check those
That oppose when I froze them fools, and who are you
To watch me fall farther?
I disappeared, reappeared as Tha Doggfather, follow me now
Skippin' class, and livin' fast, will get your ass
Stuck in the pen, doin' life plus ten
Young brother pump your brakes for me, before you choke
Won't you soak up some game from your big homies
[2Pac]
This ain't livin', we givin' you jewels, use 'em as tools
Explode on they industry and fade them fools
You know the rules, gotta be a rider
You can run the red lights but read the street signs, hey
This for all of y'all that keep on raisin' hell
Put a pistol in your hand and let you fade yourself
It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G
Gotta change your life, take the game from me
This ain't livin'