Ma-ah-an, it ain't easy They got me goin cold-hearted Probation, violation, incarceration Frustration, you know ************* that, ************* damn near bouts to start basin It's hard! Hard on a ************* [Coughing] Hard on a ************* (yeah it is, yeah it is) [Whispered] Kill kill kill, murder murder murder Watch out *************!
[Chorus: x2] Now tell me do you see Life's so hard on a ************* when you livin like a G [Chorus x2 throughout: Tupac] Daz in this mother******* Alright bwoy, drop that *************t Whassup man? Always listen to that *************t? That ole criminal *************t? Peep game *************, peep game, feel me
[Verse 1:] Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame Young *************z gettin murdered straight took out the game As I sit here puffin on a cigarette Gotta be ready, never know who's plottin on a *************z death These are the rough times, best to hurry up And duck muh******* 'fore I buck mine It's gettin crazy and everybody's strapped Surrounded by *************z but nam mother******* down to watch my back These are the ************* made *************z, you been played ************* While you starvin and broke they pullin six figures Oooh, what can you do When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two Boo-yaow! Ran out of ******, so I'm sippin On this Hennesey, tell me, do you feel me? Heyyy, I have no remorse As I take another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:] Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'm a pull it On the first muh******* that can outrun a bullet These some Thug Life *************z, them done like triggers Got these punk wannabes and they jockin like ******* Now my riches is gettin hoe-zone, it's on ************* a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone I'm a take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin that spinach And stayin strong to the finish and then I ride out See you on the freeway, sorry baby But I gotta call my homey see what he say I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime And ain't no way I'm a let ************* made ************* worry me Catch me slippin, empty the clip and bury me Hell nah ************* have to plug me twice Ain't no slippin when you Thug for Life, mother******* can you see?
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:] Never bow down let these other ******* crawl I'm a Thug mother******* and these Thugs only ball Ain't no half steppin here, from the cradle to the grave I'm a muh****** fool, but I choose to get paid Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm panicked in a fright Me and my ************* named Nina are fiendin tonight Ain't nobody livin safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin All I want is my muh****** money, ain't no question Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit So bring in the scissors and get to clippin that ************* I'd rather die young than die old and broke That's why I stay drunk, and I constantly smoke My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the homies But now I'm doin bad and them ******* don't know me (Who? Who?) But playa haters can't fade me (Why?) Cause this is Thug Life ************* and we're crazy, tell me do you see?
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 4:] Yeah, constantly runnin from danger ain't no stranger to cop cars Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and don't drop my guards My life is hectic my homies send mail from jail *************z in Hell got some horrible stories to tell I'm catchin cases and still tryin to stack a grip The IRS is tryin to stress off a *************z *************t A young ************* never had a prayer to prevail And all my peers doin years locked up in jail What can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger crew And creep around with them Dogg Pound *************z too And now we rich ain't no ************* than can touch us And it's a trip, how we clown, when we ************* sluts Bust nuts then I cut, that's my new thang And mother*******s got on do-rags
[Chorus x2]
Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I mother****** get paid ************* can work for his money all mother****** day and Still never see a piece of it, you understand me? It's not about the nice guy It's bout the hardworkin mother****** Thug ************* If you ain't a Thug *************, you ain't really doin nothin [Chorus repeats in background] You ain't really makin nothin These mother****** po-po's and these pink folks Got it all locked up for us to fail See how they did O.J., and they doin *************z like that all day So if you don't watch your mother****** stack Believe me, this could be your last breath...
[Chorus x2: to fade]
Ma-ah-an, it ain't easy They got me goin cold-hearted Probation, violation, incarceration Frustration, you know ************* that, ************* damn near bouts to start basin It's hard! Hard on a ************* [Coughing] Hard on a ************* (yeah it is, yeah it is) [Whispered] Kill kill kill, murder murder murder Watch out *************!
[Chorus: x2] Now tell me do you see Life's so hard on a ************* when you livin like a G [Chorus x2 throughout: Tupac] Daz in this mother******* Alright bwoy, drop that *************t Whassup man? Always listen to that *************t? That ole criminal *************t? Peep game *************, peep game, feel me
[Verse 1:] Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame Young *************z gettin murdered straight took out the game As I sit here puffin on a cigarette Gotta be ready, never know who's plottin on a *************z death These are the rough times, best to hurry up And duck muh******* 'fore I buck mine It's gettin crazy and everybody's strapped Surrounded by *************z but nam mother******* down to watch my back These are the ************* made *************z, you been played ************* While you starvin and broke they pullin six figures Oooh, what can you do When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two Boo-yaow! Ran out of ******, so I'm sippin On this Hennesey, tell me, do you feel me? Heyyy, I have no remorse As I take another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:] Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'm a pull it On the first muh******* that can outrun a bullet These some Thug Life *************z, them done like triggers Got these punk wannabes and they jockin like ******* Now my riches is gettin hoe-zone, it's on ************* a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone I'm a take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin that spinach And stayin strong to the finish and then I ride out See you on the freeway, sorry baby But I gotta call my homey see what he say I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime And ain't no way I'm a let ************* made ************* worry me Catch me slippin, empty the clip and bury me Hell nah ************* have to plug me twice Ain't no slippin when you Thug for Life, mother******* can you see?
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:] Never bow down let these other ******* crawl I'm a Thug mother******* and these Thugs only ball Ain't no half steppin here, from the cradle to the grave I'm a muh****** fool, but I choose to get paid Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm panicked in a fright Me and my ************* named Nina are fiendin tonight Ain't nobody livin safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin All I want is my muh****** money, ain't no question Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit So bring in the scissors and get to clippin that ************* I'd rather die young than die old and broke That's why I stay drunk, and I constantly smoke My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the homies But now I'm doin bad and them ******* don't know me (Who? Who?) But playa haters can't fade me (Why?) Cause this is Thug Life ************* and we're crazy, tell me do you see?
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 4:] Yeah, constantly runnin from danger ain't no stranger to cop cars Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and don't drop my guards My life is hectic my homies send mail from jail *************z in Hell got some horrible stories to tell I'm catchin cases and still tryin to stack a grip The IRS is tryin to stress off a *************z *************t A young ************* never had a prayer to prevail And all my peers doin years locked up in jail What can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger crew And creep around with them Dogg Pound *************z too And now we rich ain't no ************* than can touch us And it's a trip, how we clown, when we ************* sluts Bust nuts then I cut, that's my new thang And mother*******s got on do-rags
[Chorus x2]
Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I mother****** get paid ************* can work for his money all mother****** day and Still never see a piece of it, you understand me? It's not about the nice guy It's bout the hardworkin mother****** Thug ************* If you ain't a Thug *************, you ain't really doin nothin [Chorus repeats in background] You ain't really makin nothin These mother****** po-po's and these pink folks Got it all locked up for us to fail See how they did O.J., and they doin *************z like that all day So if you don't watch your mother****** stack Believe me, this could be your last breath...
