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Thug Life (Original Version 2)
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The question: "Is it real?" The answer: "The young mothaf**kin' thugs!" n***a! K-Dogs, Young Hollywood, Big mothaf**kin' Malcolm Representing on a mothaf**kin' high level These mothaf**kas just don't understand me They all family Won't y'all n***as beat these bustas ass What's up for '95? Yeah, '95 sound live! I'm through with crimes, no more runnin' from one-time Although I know I role I gets for my title When I was young, that nickel-plated Four-Fifth was my idol Chrome and stones, bones, and portable phones Gettin' big hoes while I'm sittin' at home Is what I scheme of, so now what I dream of Is a life full of trouble, in fact Countin' double digit stacks Lay back for a minute, 500 SEL, yeah, I could see myself in it! Murder for money, you ever heard of a dummy With Glocks between his tummy, low down dirty and crummy Talking 'bout that Thug Life be the only life I know Talking 'bout that drug life without this rap sh*t Probably be the only route I go And matter of fact I know I'll strive through this fo' sho' Live that Thug Life Thug life, it's the only life for me (A n***a live a) Thug life, forever hustling in the streets (I forever live a) Thug life, when no one else was there for me (I gotta live a) Thug life, the G's became my family Thug life, ever since we was from day one Licking shot, gettin' back and duck from striation never my thought, I guess it's my fault I told the support that n***a with his f**kin' coat of OLE Drinkin' slowly, breath stinking tripped the police So nothing that I'ma make snaps with the homies And all y'all know where they whack for a young n***a sho' don't like tryna survive through the strife [?], you f**kin right I go loonies for my luchi whenever poor, see I was grazed in the stray, so forever thuggin' is how I stay Collecting pay and duckin' strays I'm just a young thug rather see 20 and plenty more I ain't ready for So it's only right for me to earn my f**kin' stripe Every day I fight, I fight Livin' that Thug life, it's the only life for me (n***a gotta live a) Thug life, forever hustling in the streets (I forever live a) Thug life, when no one else was there for me (Now I gots to live a) Thug life, the G's became my family (K) Well, some wonder with a real n***as Run a few cents make me represent harder No dough I can't bother Cuz Don't nothing move but the papers Where n***as catch vapors More, more n***as doing capers for them It all means that black Benz on rims and diamond rings Make me think thoughts of all sorts in a [?] Puffin' on 'port for the pressure while the Shells [?], thugs ball to the full Get on the trick pool, punks are livin' wonderful 'Bonic, makin' play in a day Blasting way and I pray that a n***a lay in peace 'Cause I'ma [?] in the breeze with the reals Get the slaps [?] I guess I gotta peel thriller And my n***as never show me nothin' right Now I'm hyped on this motherf**kin' thug life Thug life, it's the only life for me (I gotta live a) Thug life, forever hustling in the streets (I wanna f**kin' live a) Thug life, when no one else was there for me (all the bad was a) Thug life, the G's became my family Thug life, it's the only life for me (That's why a n***a live a) Thug life, forever hustling in the streets (I'm holding back) Thug life, when no one else was there for me (I live a) Thug life, the G's became my family Who do young n***a got out of here these mothaf**kin' decks Preachers them mothaf**kas is as crooked as the motherf**kin' n***as on the street Cops motherf**kas takin' bribes, endin' lives n***as don't give a f**k about me n***a wanna G, I be lost in the motha f**kin Sauce Now I'm a G, I'm boss Starin' at this mothaf**kin thug life Keep a n***a real, keep me on toes, Lord knows I don't know what tomorrow bring I do know one thing Ain't nothing gon' change 'bout this game f**k the fame, all I want is the riches Side-steppin' the b*t*hes And snitches they lay in ditches, dead, two the head Instead of me goin' to the penitentiary n***a I've been doing this sh*t since the elementary Figure me fallin', I'm continuously ballin' Never die, always high, thug life, baby Have you seen me lately? These young mothaf**kin thugs K-Dogs, Young Hollywood, Big Malcolm, mothaf**kin' Mutah The n***as ain't to be f**ked with, they ain't fi-finna be played with (Never that!) They finna slay half these mothaf**kas in the biz What is this Mothf**kas think they can get it, sh*t Y'all n***as is tweakin' Y'all can't fade these n***as (Never) These the craziest mothaf**kin' n***as in your eighties braggin' And I can have you mothaf**kas out the box Right out n***as out there screamin' about b*t*hes And sh*t all of that (Y'all n***as can't fade me) Bullsh*t, we ain't gon' name no names 'Cause if you really want beef, we bring it to you punk mothaf**kas But half y'all n***as is out there rappin' like other n***as These mothaf**ks is rappin' like thug n***as Young mothaf**kin' thugs, they keep it real And I put that on my mothaf**kin' momma And everybody momma out there How about that? You little suckas Y'all can't fade this, whole crooked ass sh*t And after this, there's gon' be another hit After that won't know, 'cause Mo Zino Bee playin' He don't be playin' either When he bringing me that mothaf**kin' heater On every single block, on every single street There's a thug n***a When you see the police n***a Put up the middle finger, 'cause ain't no love n***a That's how we do it in the ghetto Thought you knew n***a ahahaha These n***as don't know Young thugs baby! (Tell 'em, n***as know) Ayy if n***as got gats, put one in the chamber n***a That's how we do it Stay strapped, stay ready Ayy but throw your mothaf**kin' hands up If there's a— the fistfight n***a, and handle it like a mothaf**kin' thug Don't be no busta be running for the trunk like a sucka That's not how we do things around here on thug block On thug block, n***a we throw it from the shoulders (All day!) And we always drop boulders 'cause we soldiers, that's how we do it (That's right, that's right n***a) And if you a sucka you gon' be a quick runnin' for the gun ass n***a 'Cause you need that trigger to feel big, but you know? I'ma pull your whole card Young thugs, thug life, believe that! 95 money makin' Thug life Biatch!
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