{*whispered*} Kill kill kill, murder murder murder
Watch out [bad word] #33;

 [bad word]  Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a [bad word] when you livin like a 
(repeat 2X)

[Tupac - [bad word] 2X throughout]
Daz in this [bad word] 
Alright bwoy, drop that [bad word] 
Whassup man? Always listen to that [bad word] 
That thug criminal [bad word]  Peep game [bad word]  peep game, feel me

[Verse One]
Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame
Young niggaz 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 niggaz death
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
and duck muh' [bad word] 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but nary a [bad word] down to watch my back
These are the [bad word] made niggaz, you been played [bad word] 
While you starvin and broke they pullin six figures
Oooh, what can you do
when you can't [bad word] your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, 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

 [bad word] 

[Verse Two]
Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the first muh' [bad word] that can [bad word] a bullet
It's them Thug Life niggaz and we don't like tricks
Got these punk wannabes and they jockin like [bad word] 
Now my riches is gettin hoes on it's own
 [bad word] a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone
I'ma 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'ma let [bad word] made [bad word] worry me
Catch me slippin, empty the clip and bury me
 [bad word] nah [bad word] have to plug me twice
Ain't no slippin when you Thug for Life, [bad word] can you see?

 [bad word] 2X]

[Verse Three]
Never bow down let these other [bad word] crawl
I'm a Thug [bad word] and these Thugs only ball
Ain't no half steppin here, from the cradle to the grave
I'm a [bad word] fool, but I choose to get paid
Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm panicked in a fright
Me and my [bad word] named Nina are fiendin tonight
Ain't nobody livin safe, got a plot, and I'm stressin
All I want, is my muh' [bad word] money, ain't no question
Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to clippin at his [bad word] 
I'd rather die young than die old and broke
That's why I stay [bad word]  and I constantly smoke
My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the homies
But now I'm doin bad and them [bad word] don't know me (Who? Who?)
But playa haters can't fade me (Why?)
Cause this is Thug Life [bad word] and we're crazy, tell me do you see?

 [bad word] 2X]

[Verse Four]
Yeah, [bad word] 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
Niggaz in [bad word] 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 niggaz [bad word] 
young [bad word] 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 niggaz too
And now we rich ain't no [bad word] than can touch us
And it's a trip, how we clown, when we [bad word] [bad word] 
Bust nuts then I cut, that's my new thang
And [bad word] got on do-rags

 [bad word] 2X]

Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I [bad word] get paid
 [bad word] can work for his money all [bad word] day and
still never see