Ma-ah-an, it ain't They got me cold-hearted Probation, violation, Frustration, you Fuck that, nigga damn bouts to start basin hard! Hard on a nigga Hard on a (yeah it is, yeah it is) *whispered* Kill kill kill, murder murder out nigga!
Chorus: Now me do you see so hard on a nigga when you livin like a G (repeat 2X)
[Tupac - 2X throughout] Daz in this Alright bwoy, drop that Whassup man? listen to that shit? That ole shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, feel me
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Travel through my mind am I blind it's a niggaz gettin murdered straight took out the game As I sit here puffin on a Gotta be ready, know who's plottin on a niggaz death are the rough times, best to hurry up and duck 'fore I buck mine It's gettin and everybody's strapped by niggaz but nary a motherfucker down to watch my back These are the bitch made niggaz, you been played While you starvin and broke pullin six figures Oooh, can you do when you can't your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm on Hennesey, tell me, do you feel me? Heyyy, I have no as I take another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts,
Verse
Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma it I'm the first muhfucker that can a bullet It's them Life niggaz, them done like triggers Got these punk wannabes and jockin like bitches Now my is gettin hoe-zone, it's on Fuck a mystery, do you wanna get me, then let's bone I'ma take her to my hideout, cause I'm that spinach and strong to the finish and then I ride out See you on the freeway, sorry but I gotta my homey see what he say I ain't got no time, I get mine I my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime And ain't no way I'ma let bitch made worry me Catch me slippin, empty the and bury me Hell nah have to plug me twice Ain't no slippin when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you
2X
Verse
Never bow down let these other crawl I'm a Thug motherfucker and these only ball Ain't no half steppin here, the cradle to the grave I'm a muhfuckin fool, but I to get paid Now my pockets empty, and I'm panicked in a fright Me and my bitch Nina are fiendin tonight nobody livin safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin All I want is my money, ain't no question Don't try to stall little trick, we hit So bring in the scissors and get to clippin that I'd rather die young than die old and That's why I drunk, and I constantly smoke My memories as a youngsta, with the homies But now I'm doin bad and them don't know me (Who? Who?) But playa can't fade me (Why?) this is Thug Life nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see?
2X
Verse
Yeah, constantly from danger ain't no stranger to cop cars Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and drop my guards My is hectic my homies send mail from jail Niggaz in Hell got some horrible to tell I'm catchin cases and still tryin to stack a The IRS is tryin to stress off a niggaz A young nigga never had a to prevail And all my peers doin years locked up in What can I do, strapped, get a bigger crew And around with them Dogg Pound niggaz too And now we rich ain't no than can touch us And it's a trip, how we clown, when we fuck Bust nuts then I cut, my new thang And got on do-rags
2X
Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I motherfuckin get Nigga can work for his all motherfuckin day and still see a piece of it, you understand me? not about the nice guy It's bout the hardworkin Thug nigga If you a Thug nigga, you ain't really doin nothin (Chorus in background) You ain't makin nothin These motherfuckin po-po's and these pink got it all up for us to fail See how they did O.J., and they doin like that all day So if you don't watch your motherfuckin me, this could be your last breath...
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