Luyện nghe bài hát Life's So Hard

Ma-ah-an, it ain't
got me goin cold-hearted
Probation, violation,
Frustration, you
Fuck that, nigga damn near to start basin
hard! Hard on a nigga

Hard on a (yeah it is, yeah it is)
*whispered* kill kill, murder murder murder
out nigga!

Chorus: Now me do you see
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin a G
(repeat 2X)

[Tupac - chorus 2X
Daz in motherfucker
Alright bwoy, drop that
man? Always listen to that shit?
That ole shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, feel me

Verse

Travel through my mind am I it's a shame
Young gettin murdered straight took out the game
As I sit puffin on a cigarette
Gotta be ready, never know plottin on a niggaz death
These are the rough times, best to up
and duck muhfucker 'fore I buck
It's gettin crazy and everybody's
Surrounded by niggaz but a motherfucker down to watch my back
These are the bitch made niggaz, you played nigga
While you starvin and broke they pullin six
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 this Hennesey, tell me, do you me?
Heyyy, I no remorse
as I take another sip of my liquor and my sick thoughts, oooh

Verse

to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the first muhfucker that can a bullet
It's them Thug Life niggaz, them like triggers
Got punk wannabes and they jockin like bitches
Now my riches is gettin hoe-zone, on
Fuck a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's
take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin that spinach
and stayin strong to the finish and 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 keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot
And ain't no way let bitch made nigga worry me
Catch me slippin, the clip and bury me
Hell nah have to plug me twice
Ain't no when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you see?

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Verse

Never bow down let these bitches crawl
I'm a Thug motherfucker and these Thugs only
Ain't no half steppin here, from the to the grave
I'm a fool, but I choose to get paid
Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm in a fright
Me and my named Nina are fiendin tonight
Ain't nobody safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin
All I want is my muhfuckin money, ain't no
Don't try to stall little trick, we hit
So bring in the and get to clippin that dick
I'd rather die than die old and broke
That's why I stay drunk, and I smoke
My memories as a youngsta, hangin the homies
But now I'm doin bad and them don't know me (Who? Who?)
But haters can't fade me (Why?)
this is Thug Life nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see?

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Verse

Yeah, constantly runnin from danger ain't no to cop cars
Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and don't my guards
My life is my homies send mail from jail
Niggaz in Hell got horrible stories to tell
I'm catchin cases and still tryin to a grip
The IRS is tryin to stress off a niggaz
A young nigga never had a prayer to
And all my doin years locked up in jail
What can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger
And creep around with Dogg Pound niggaz too
And now we rich ain't no bitch than can us
And it's a trip, how we clown, when we sluts
Bust nuts then I cut, my new thang
And motherfuckers got on

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Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I motherfuckin get
Nigga can work for his money all day and
still never see a piece of it, you me?
It's not the nice guy
It's bout the hardworkin motherfuckin nigga
If you a Thug nigga, you ain't really doin nothin
(Chorus in background)
You really makin nothin
These motherfuckin and these pink folks
got it all up for us to fail
See how they did O.J., and they doin niggaz like all day
So if you don't watch your motherfuckin
believe me, this could be your breath...

2X to fade