[Featuring 2Pac B Legit]

Righteous people be knowin what I be doin is protect my peoples

million dollar spot

Uhh that's right uhh my million dollar spot

My million dollar spot (beyatch) my million dollar spot

My million dollar spot on the block bring it hot (beyatch)

On the spot my million dollar spot uhh

Verse One: E 40

Major loot seriously niggaz don't wanna dispute

Mysteriously a nigga die when you play this game and ain't know the

time

I suck the life out your ass by pushin mute

Shit can get stanky like a poot (like a poot)

I got dog poop crank yes I pollute

Leave the whole block fully unrecouped

I'm like a record company, givin out advancements

Get my money back, by any circumstances

My million dollar spot, not to mention

Drive through service, Church's chicken

A bu-a-bucket full of acid by the do'

Just in case I gotta throw away my yole

Bars around the house, bars around the window

Dope around the corner, broken down Pinto

You can tell who got the mail who got the biggest chops

My million dollar spot... beyatch!

Chorus: 2Pac (with singing in background)

I can take a chance, I could live in cans

Bring it on the block, my million dollar spot

Haha, my million dollar spot bigger

I can take a chance, I could live in cans

Get my motherfuckin cash on

You know how we do it out here in California, beatch!

Bring it on the block, my million dollar spot

Verse Two: 2Pac

It was, more than just a dream for me

To be the King it seems I need a killer team to get the green for me

Hit the scene clean in my Chevy, now I'm ready for trouble

Count my rocks, set up shop, collect my fetti and bubble

Faded visions of me as a timer

though marijuana clouds my vision I'm still watch for drama, ha-ha

They got me crossed tryin to be the boss, no one can stop us

Niggaz dream of six figures, handle our business in choppers

Feds can't comprehend my ghetto slang, so I evade

and plot and plan a life of better thangs, all about my chedder main

Help me if I fall, can I ball for life

A half a key in my drawers, bein cautious like

I wanna rise keep my eyes open

Witness motherfuckers die with they eyes open, my niggaz rise smokin

any busta bitch tryin to stop my wish

To have a million dollar spot gettin riches, nigga

Chorus: 2Pac (singing in background)

I can take a chance, I could live in cans

In my million dollar spot

Bring it on the block, million dollar spot

Get your money nigga! Fuck the cops, in my million dollar spot

I can take a chance, I could live in cans

We got rocks, coke and hops, in my million dollar spot

Gimme all your motherfuckin money all money good money

Bring it on the block, million dollar spot

Hear me, get money nigga!

Verse Three: B-Legit

Nuttin but the motherfuckin hog in me

Hit the Hillside trapped with thirty-six O-Z's