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(Verse one 2Pac)

Raised by thugs, who Pac killers
I learned mathematics from big time dealers
So how them busters love to see a nigga falling
Cock the Glock, suckers plotting on a player cause he's ballin'
Up early in the morning, four deep
Creeping in my Jeep nigga, real thugs don't sleep
You'll never kill a real G feel me
How many cops gotta drop 'for they kill me?
Murder in the motherfucking worst way
Turned to a killer on my twenty-first birthday
"Boom, boom" on a crooked cop, drop that
Living like a thug till the niggas get the block back
Oh shit, deep in motion, until we get a grip
My motherfucker's won't quit
Living that Thug Life, tryna make a million off that drug life
I got a Glock named Cop Killer
So read the papers, another Cop caught the vapours
Might spend a little time with a bitch let her know
I Married to the dope, I live the Thug Life

(Chorus x4)

*Born in the ghetto as a street thug*
(Gun shots)
*Labelled as a cop killer*
Thug Life

(Verse Two Big Syke)

The rules of the street I'm living by
It ain't no rules so niggas got to die
Should I change or rearrange it keeps coming
My Tek-9 will never stop gunning
Motherfucker's down homies they keep trippin'
Fuck with me and yo' ass'll come up missing

(Verse Three Tupac)

I drink Gin and hit Chronic, run with a wild much
Thinking of dead niggas but I knew that die young
Is there a heaven for a nigga up to no good?
Or is it just another fucking hood?
I'm having talks with my nigga Little G from down the street
And the nigga been dead for three weeks
I'm going crazy, damn is a nigga loc'd
Finger on the trigger, trying not to get smoked
Rolling through the hood with my closest
Niggas keep my finger on the trigger cause I'm hopeless
What's wrong with a motherfucker coming up
Making mo' bucks that's why them hoe's fuck
Had enough of these punks, thug for life
Can't stand bitches now fuck a wife
I told ya once you can't trust a, don't go out like a buster, fuck her (Cause)
Money bring bitches, bitches bring lies, hoe's get horny and motherfucker's die
Never turn your back on the game
I'll be letting off shot's till this shit change, I live the Thug Life

(Outro Prince Ital Joe)

Yeah watch them bloodclot Police boy
Them love to fire at young black man with gun shot
Me not afraid of none of them
Bust my bloodclot gun
In a second its kill or be killed that's not gangsta
All I trying to do is put food on table for my family
So Police boy come fuck with me
?? for drugs
Me no sell drugs, make music song
Chill
Me bust gun at the whole of them
That boy make me feel like me wanna kill the whole of them still

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