Luyện nghe bài hát Life's So Hard

Ma-ah-an, it easy
got me goin cold-hearted
Probation, violation,
Frustration, you
Fuck that, nigga damn near bouts to start
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
Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin a G
(repeat 2X)

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

One:

Travel through my mind am I it's a shame
Young niggaz gettin straight took out the game
As I sit here puffin on a
Gotta be ready, never know who's on a niggaz death
are the rough times, best to hurry up
and duck muhfucker 'fore I buck
It's gettin crazy and strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but nary a motherfucker down to watch my
These are the bitch made niggaz, you been nigga
you starvin and broke they pullin six figures
Oooh, can you do
when you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the
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 my sick thoughts, oooh

Verse

Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma it
I'm the first that can outrun a bullet
It's them Thug Life niggaz, done like triggers
Got these wannabes and they jockin like bitches
Now my riches is hoe-zone, it's on
a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone
I'ma take her to my hideout, cause I'm that spinach
and stayin strong to the and then I ride out
See you on the freeway, baby
but I gotta call my homey see he say
I got no time, I gotta get mine
I keep my on my loot, I'll shoot everytime
And ain't no way I'ma let bitch made nigga me
Catch me slippin, empty the and bury me
nah nigga have to plug me twice
Ain't no when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you see?

2X

Verse

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

2X

Verse

Yeah, constantly runnin from danger ain't no to cop cars
Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and drop my guards
My life is hectic my homies send mail from
in Hell got some horrible stories to tell
I'm cases and still tryin to stack a grip
The IRS is tryin to stress off a shit
A young nigga had a prayer to prevail
And all my peers doin locked up in jail
What can I do, stay strapped, get a crew
And creep around with Dogg Pound niggaz too
And now we ain't no bitch than can touch us
And it's a trip, how we clown, when we sluts
nuts then I cut, that's my new thang
And got on do-rags

2X

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

2X to fade