Your clout petty sour I push packages ever hour I hit 'em up [Chorus] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, Uhh Who shot
clout petty sour I push packages ever hour I hit 'em up [Chorus: 2Pac] Grab your glocks when you see 2pac Call the cops when you see 2pac, uhh Who shot
] Get your money in the air, m-m-money in the air [2X] Let me see it up, let, let me see it up [2X] LADIES~! Money in the air, m-m-money in the URR-URR
wounds I can't show you I covered 'em up with tattoos I can't do nothing but spit the truth On probation smoking, drink patron before I hit the booth
em catch em when send the pinebox Leave your head wrapped up months, while I passed the blunt To my niggas, we all rocked out whats up jiggas Sometimes
on top, Like a hoodrat with bomb ass cock, Run up in 'em like these rap *****z, I ain't gotta clap *****z, End your career with one line like that *****z, Hit
I got twin desert eagles, nigga suck on these I got that CEO flow, yeah my bars are sweet Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep Like Pac on Hit Em Up
they hate us and think 'Em a racist They say shit but fuck them, Shady one of the greatest like Biggie n' Pac was We started throwin cinthi and decided
The Game] Fast cars, money and muscle, the hustle I was brought up in the 80's Gangbangin, dope traffic, shit get crazy From where niggaz grow up hard
the remix - PAIN [Verse 5: Fat Joe] JMJ, my homey Mac Dre Big L, Big Pun, Big-gie (talk to 'em) 2Pac "Live and Die in L.A." (L.A.!) N.W.A., I used to
talk Jesus Christ into lettin me dig 'em up So they could stand side by side again and live it up This might be the last time you hear me biggin 'em up
dumpin [Chorus] - Trick Daddy version [Chorus] - 2Pac version [2Pac] 'Til the day I die [T.D.] THUG LIFE! [2Pac] Still ballin.. motherf**kers still ballin [2Pac
Nobody's, closing me out of my business" [repeat 2X] [2Pac] My definition of a thug nigga "Nobody's, closing me out of my business" [Verse One: 2Pac]
: [2Pac] Resist the temptation of the beast, you'll slip and loose your grip and forever fall a sleep. The venom is contagious, beware of its spell
-ass niggaz and they slippin in my spot And, uh, diggin the plots (so what?) Checkin in the park, 'Pac [2Pac] We caught em sleepin, he didn't peep you
be screamin gimmie body Make em all scream my name out gimmie my props and don't ya love how this Thug nigga beat up the cock Im at the 'Rican Parade
fallin from the uppercut, fucked, so whats up nigga now you know you shoulda ducked nigga gotchu fallin' from this uppercut, stuck, so whats up nigga Verse 2 - 2pac