Yak' Been puttin in work, so I walk with a bop And it ain't safe at home, so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes) Thug livin, uhh, what the fuck'd be
'll bust back for 'Pac Ask Yak, he'll tell you that it's hell down here Stale down here, too many jails down here Why you act like you don't hear me?
t know? Kizza-Kastro, Young Noble with the criminal flow You nervous nelly ass niggas belly up in the river, no dizoubt Y'all niggaz can't fade me with the clippers We put it down
rush 'em and fuck 'em all I'll probably be an old man before I understand why I had to live my life with pistols close at hand Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face
Verse Two] Nigga duck down buck first, make 'em feel somethin Shouldn't (?) if you ain't kill nuttin Now you gotta face the (??) heavily armed Outlawz did that, heavily gone (?) with
fiend they ain't know) Behind the curtains their privacy lust is already laid down The results is the same with different names and it turns out [2Pac] Y
With a glock-nine young marriage It's critical Then one of them sat down living so Mystikal and empoious With a heart full of anger it's so redicilous So give me some with
runnin wild through the town Please tell me, R U Still Down? R U Still Down, to raise em up? Remember me (repeat 2X) R U Still Down, to raise em up? R U Still Down
kick it. Chorus 4x Verse 2: 2Pac You ain't got to lie to kick it y'all don't hear me I got these niggas yackin' in my face about some shit that never
was, the picnics and the parties in the projects Small time drinkin gettin high with them armies Just another knucklehead kid from the gutter I'm dealin with
waste, tears rollin down my face Cause my life is filled with hate Until I looked around me I saw nothing but family, straight up down for me Panthers
, so when will you learn? Ain't no turns given, niggaz be twistin and takin shit Puttin they sack down, then puttin they mack down Me myself I hustle with
will we ever change And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brain Arguements with my Boo is true I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you
's still here which way do I turn ? i'm strapped Lost in the storm I can't turn back with that... Chorus (4x) (Tupac) Thug Life, y'all know the rules
pays In many ways we were paid in the old days So far away from the crazies with AK's And though I been around clowning with the Underground I'm still down with
to be down with Bad Boy, Then fuck you too. Chino XL, fuck you too. All you mother fuckers, fuck you too. (take money, take money) All of y'all mother
Face it Soon them niggas gone be comin' with army tanks and shit Just mowin niggas down Plus have you mothafuckas can't shoot no one Put the mothafucking guns down
on y'all, come on and rock this day come on y'all, come on and rock this come on y'all, come on and rock) Let the games begin if you want to, fuck with