2Pac Ft. Fabolous,Joe Budden,Dalish,Caff - 2PI Live The Life Of A Thug (DJ Veli) | Текст песни

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• 2Pac Ft. Fabolous,Joe Budden,Dalish,Caff
• 2PI Live The Life Of A Thug (DJ Veli)

I live the life of a Thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
Every time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer
They come to get ya
And even though
I'm marked for death, I'ma spark til I lose my breath
It's like that, you motherfuckin bitches
Every time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer
They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin trap

I could be wrong but I never got along with cops
It's like they stuck from making niggas duck from Glocks
And all the time my mind's full of thoughts of ends
I'm still rolling my bucket but I bought me a Benz

My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie
'Cause in the dark see they hearts' full of homicide
My mama cried when they took me off to jail
Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this hell

I hear some sucka screaming like the demon's inside
Will 'em awake in the morning, only the strong survive
I cry but in my own way, swallow my pride
Pick a reason to hide from all the niggas that die

Cemetery full of brothers I buried, it's going down
Even now I wonder will I still be around
My hometown is the gutter, I was born a wild
I came up out this dust with my heartless style

I live the life of a Thug, hope you understand
Forgive me for my mistakes, I gotta play my hand
Every time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer
They come to get ya
And even though
I'm marked for death, I'ma spark til I lose my breath
It's like that, you motherfuckin bitches
Every time I see the paper
I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer
They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin trap