[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

[Verse 2: Bad Azz]

I'm that bottom rock, thinkin' 'bout no limitation

On comin' up, (Hahaha) dealin' wit' anybody runnin' up

They get the gat smack, cracks how my gun goes

Holes in your body and blood all over your clothes

'Cause money makes earth, what it's worth, gettin' hurt

Doin' dirt to stay spendin', you can borrow, I mean it

Any, all confrontation on the currency

Here in '96, fine chips, stackin' while I'm mackin' no mo'

It's L.B.C. and it's a no no

Talkin' what you don't know and won't know

Heat hold me down, while I keeps holdin' it down

'Cause I'm quick to rush and what

Nigga we bust 'em up

Cock it back, ready to blow your block off the map

Thug Life niggas ride wit' us

Cops tryin' to get us but they can't

We untouchable

(Gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]

Hmm

When you're in the fast lane havin' money and fame

You got to, always, check, the game

Look here mane, maintain

'Cause this game is a cold thing

Can you dig it mane?

Fo sho' mane, I wish I had your game

Look here young dog, do your own thing

Them bitch ass niggas in your clique, buck 'em no

Stay real with yourself and untouchable

See that's what's wrong with you niggas now

But uh, me and my dawgs from the Thug Pound

We just paper chasin', we know nay-thing

Are you relatin' to the shit we creatin'?

[Verse 4: E.D.I. Amin]

Comin' through colder than Nova Scotia

Makaveli the Don coast to post it, make sure it's Kosher

Now we have peeped the scene, it's called the lay out

Devised a plot, ease the walls, we gotta take out, shit

So now it's time to execute, aim for the chest it's you

Nothing's cool, when you die, knowin' you kept it true

But if you didn't, broken wings

Let it be written, we ain't kiddin' to quit and

My missions smellin' my menace

Sittin' back, stacked off, spittin' and sippin' yak

These fakers play us, gettin' papers so blackjack

Perhaps, it's what we all, wanna do

Dreamin' and schemin' on livin', untouchable

[Verse 5: Yaki Kadafi]

Well it's the O-U-T-L-A-Ws, and we untouchable

Bringin' the ruckus to all you fuckin' bustin' bubble crews

'Cause nowadays spots we blaze

With dirty nines and Glocks on Yak's waistline always

The crime on these streets of this world is like a maze

Searchin' for more stunts, and blunts to blaze

Hustlin' to get paid, many different ways

Bodies drop on the other side, and the guns smokes haze

Fuckin' wit' Outlawz, it's crazy, these pause don't break me

They cut like scissors, who is it, it's Yaki Kadafi

The grand wizard trump tight

To exquisite, to fuck with cowards

Best to duck quick, and run for safety

If you're shaky, heard about me lately

But ain't no jail to straight me

We untouchable