thug 4 life lyrics – 2pac

thug for life n*gg*
can’t you read the signs?
ay f*ck it man

(whatchu doin?) mobbin’ like a motherf*cker stuck
can you put your middle finger out the window gettin’ f*cked off – liquor
get loaded can’t control it
n*gg* p*ss me the blunt and let me roll it
you get the bones act to the whole stack
that’s fo sho black
to be a mack and keep your dough fat
and tell me what does it take to be a g?
i started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a key
you gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alert
started as a young m*th*f*cka doin’ dirt
and now i’m in the rap game like the crack game
i got enemies
can’t pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
and even thug m*th*f*ckas wanna have fun
stuck it, buckin’ my m*th*f*ckin magnum
what does it take to be a g?
silence is a must, violence is a plus
bust, shots at my adversaries
dem n*gg*z scary best it’s time to be buried
cause i’ll be buckin’ in a f*ckin hurry

[chorus: x3]
tell em’
thug for life
high till’ i die
when em’ stupid *ss b*tches ask why?

game? thicker than most of these tricks
i got my mind on makin’ money,
but you stuck on these fake b*tches
and jealous m*th*f*ckas can’t see
that it’s the fame that caught these stupid b*tches, p*ss the p*ssy free
so tell me why u sweatin’ a m*th*f*cka like me?
a young n*gg* tryin’ to a hustle up some g’s
you p*ssy *ss playa hatin’ hoes speakin’ down on n*gg*s
jumpin’ around at the shows
and your the first m*th*f*cka to jump
to the trunk when it’s time for fun
little trick *ss punk
thug m*th*f*ckas don’t die we get high and we multiply
give a holla to my n*gg*s in the bay
i’m livin’ in la still clutchin’ on my ak

[chorus: x6]
tell em’
thug for life
high till’ i die
when em’ stupid *ss b*tches ask why?

thug for life b**tch!

yeah n*gg*, thug life, from now till’ the m*th*f*ckin’ ever
havenotz in this m*th*f*cka
yeah, no doubt

/ 2pac lyrics