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"Alright now
here we go" [Verse One: 2Pac] Tell me
how many real mother ers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous mother ers kill me I m out the gutter
pick a hero I m 165 and staying high til I die
my competion s zero Cause I could give a about you
better duck Or I ll be forced to hit yo ass up I give a I m sick inside my mind
why you sweatin me? It s gonna take an army full of crooked ass cops to come and get me Niggaz know I ain t the one to sleep on
I m under pressure Gotta sleep with my piece
an extra clip beside my dresser Word to God I ve been ready to die since I was born I don t want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it s on Open fire on my adversaries
don t even worry Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried It s a man s world
niggaz get played
another stray Hope I live to see another day
hey I m getting sweated by these undercovers
who can I trust? Got my mama stressin thinkin it s a drug bust Gotta get paid but all the drama that s attached We living a Drug Life
Thug Life
each day could be my last Will I blast when it s time to shoot? Don t even ask That s the consequences when ya livin
fast Six bricks of tricks
for my niggaz
I gotta come up and recoup
you keep the dope just bring me six figures Is it a bust? I hear the sirens
run for cover over the fence and open fire "Alright now
here we go" [Verse Two: 2Pac] These mother ers on my ass I m in traffic
will it be tragic? I m comin round the corner like I m Magic Doin ninety on the freeway
and hittin switches In a high speed chase with these punk bitches Don t turn around I ain t givin up
cause they don t worry me ass bitches better bury me Runnin outta gas time to park it
I m on foot We in the hood
how the they gon catch a crook? Haha I got away cause I m clever Went to my neighbors for a favor now you know players stick together I watch the scene from the rooftop
spittin loogies at the coppers that persue me
beotch! I be a hustler til it s over
mother er Open fire on you bustas "Alright now
here we go" [Verse Three: 2Pac] Don t try to follow me
I m headed outta state I gotta pay my in bills
so I m transportin weight Change my plates
pick up my nigga
and now we rollin Droppin keys like they stolen
hehe Tell me who do you fear? I m outta town until the coast is clear Enough dope to last a year They got me running from the police
nowhere to go With the lights out
rollin down a dirt road But I ain t goin alive
I d rather die than be a convict I d rather fire on my target I hit the corner doing ninety
ahhhh shit! Them bitches right behind me They take a shot and hit my in tires Now
jump out the car then I open fire
sucka! Hahahaha
Thug Life! |
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