us ghetto teens [echo] Got a law for raw niggas now Playa what it be like? [echo] When will niggas see they got us bleeding with 3 strikes [echo]
the house Cause my mama say I'm good for nothin, so I'm out Since I only got one life to live, God forgive me for my sins Let me make it and I'll never
dumb niggaz that, trust them hoes Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise and live the good life, cause thug niggaz don't die We live the good
who wit us Speak up, or get treated like you comin to kill us Ain't nothin but squealers, in this rap game, swearin they rough Tattooed up, and now them
In the streets of chalk where they lie Let no wrongs cry out when thugs cry Dear God.. Oh why, does it have to be this way, our children of today won't stay wise Let
hand, this cruel world can do without me How can I survive? Got me askin white Jesus will a ni**a live or die, cause the Lord can't see us in the deep
send plenty at you Let me catch you slippin, you soft ni**az is outta here In case you forgot, we on the same s**t that got us here [Outlawz] Yo, to
tear fall slow down her black cheek Sheddin quiet tears in the back seat; so when she asked me, "What would you do if it was you?" Couldn't answer such a horrible pain to live
: Verse 1 The only way to change me is maybe blow my brains out stuck in the middle of the game to get the pain out Pray to my God everyday but he don
masks screamin Thug Life every time they pass {All Eyez On Me} [Chorus One: 2Pac] Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die live the life
I let tha world know nigga you a coward You could never be live until you die see tha mothafucken bitch in your eye Type of Nigga, that let tha evil
rest, two of the best from the West side And I can make you famous Niggaz been dyin for years, so how could they blame us I live in fear of a felony
I'm deceased Will be another moment ballin' as a 'G' I rip the crowd, then I start again Internally I live in sin untill the moment that they let
bomb first E.D.I. (Idi Amin) For so many days and some many ways We've been duckin strays Hate to live us But we still some Badboy Killas Got nothin
: In the life we live as thugs, Everbody fuckin wit us so can't you see It's hard to be a man. Ridin wit my gun in hand. Why explain the game? Niggas
Give us this day, our daily bread As we give up our debts As we forgive our debt-ors Lead us not into temptation but deliver us, unevil For God, is the
Hold my head against the wall. Learn the right from wrong. They say my ghetto intrumental, Dextrimental to kids. As if they can't see the misery in which they live
the ass Don't even ask Why I'm buck wild ? Don't smile don't laugh To the young G's comin up peep game Don't let the money make you change or act