Lyrics
[Intro]
Hahaha, right
Thug for life, nigga
Can't you read the signs?
Say "**** it", nigga (Just do it)
[Verse 1]
Mobbin' like a mother****er, stuck
Can you put your middle finger out the window
Gettin' ****ed off liquor, gettin' loaded, can't control it
Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it
You get the bozack to the ho-stack, that's for sure, black
So 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, soon bounced to a key
You gotta watch your back, stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young mother****er 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 mother****ers wanna have fun
Stuck in, buckin' my mother****in' Magnum
What does it take to be a G?
Silence is a must, violence is a plus
Bust shots at my adversaries, them niggas scurry
Pick a spot to be buried, ‘cause I'll be buckin' in a ****in' hurry
[Chorus]
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
[Verse 2]
Game thicker than most of these tricks
2Pac - Thug 4 Life - Loyal To The Game - I got my mind on makin' money, but you stuck on these fake nigga
And jealous mother****ers can't see
2Pac - Thug 4 Life - Loyal To The Game - That's it's the fame that caused these stupid niggas to pass the buck fre
So tell me, why you sweat a mother****er like me?
A young nigga, tryin' to hustle up some Gs
You b***h-ass player hatin' hoes
Dpeakin' down on niggas, jumpin' around at the shows
And you the first mother****er to jump
To the trunk, when it's time for funk, little trick-ass punk
Thug mother****ers don't die
We get high and we multiply, mother****er
Give a holler to my niggas in the Bay
I'm livin' in L.A., still clutchin' on my AK
[Chorus]
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
[Outro]
Thug for life, b***h
Yeah, nigga, Thug Life
From now until for mother****in' ever
Half-nots in this, mother****er, yeah
And we out
Hahaha, right
Thug for life, nigga
Can't you read the signs?
Say "**** it", nigga (Just do it)
[Verse 1]
Mobbin' like a mother****er, stuck
Can you put your middle finger out the window
Gettin' ****ed off liquor, gettin' loaded, can't control it
Nigga, pass me the blunt and let me roll it
You get the bozack to the ho-stack, that's for sure, black
So 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, soon bounced to a key
You gotta watch your back, stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young mother****er 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 mother****ers wanna have fun
Stuck in, buckin' my mother****in' Magnum
What does it take to be a G?
Silence is a must, violence is a plus
Bust shots at my adversaries, them niggas scurry
Pick a spot to be buried, ‘cause I'll be buckin' in a ****in' hurry
[Chorus]
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
[Verse 2]
Game thicker than most of these tricks
2Pac - Thug 4 Life - Loyal To The Game - I got my mind on makin' money, but you stuck on these fake nigga
And jealous mother****ers can't see
2Pac - Thug 4 Life - Loyal To The Game - That's it's the fame that caused these stupid niggas to pass the buck fre
So tell me, why you sweat a mother****er like me?
A young nigga, tryin' to hustle up some Gs
You b***h-ass player hatin' hoes
Dpeakin' down on niggas, jumpin' around at the shows
And you the first mother****er to jump
To the trunk, when it's time for funk, little trick-ass punk
Thug mother****ers don't die
We get high and we multiply, mother****er
Give a holler to my niggas in the Bay
I'm livin' in L.A., still clutchin' on my AK
[Chorus]
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-ass niggas ask why, tell 'em
[Outro]
Thug for life, b***h
Yeah, nigga, Thug Life
From now until for mother****in' ever
Half-nots in this, mother****er, yeah
And we out