: (feat. Lil' Mo) [Lil' Mo] Tupac and Lil' Mo, hmm, how gangsta is that? Hehe.. ooooh-oooh, ooooh-oooh, ooooh-oooh [Mo keeps harmonizing in the background
you tricks and you know we keep it money over bitches [2Pac] Thugs known to bust on sight God bless my crazy life la vida loca homie livin that thug
deep, it's the thug in me; so whatchu sayin girl? [Chorus: K-Ci & JoJo] A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you I got a lot of thug in me,
deep, it's the thug in me; so whatchu sayin girl? [Chorus: K-Ci & JoJo] A thug nigga like me, I need a thug lady like you Got a lot of thug in me, that
and greed, let 'em bleed tomorrow In time, they grip a nine, sippin wine - hit grass 'til I be starin watch the parents sacrifice they child The love's gone, a thug
Listen tho' I'm missin dough I gotta gather mo' Hell naw, dead blocks with red tops but now a ni**a sell words for all my young thugs in jail in Jerz
at me funny Rest in peace to my mother Aquillah Beale Rest in peace to my father Salek Beale Rest in peace to my grandparents And thug in peace to my
thinker Bud smokin twenty-four seven, everyday drinker Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool Always
stress in this s**t for years Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears [2Pac] Thugged out baby! [Young Noble] We don't shed tears we shed blood Do you still wanna be a thug
Lil' Trigga Now Lil' Mo was a soldier to the fullest Down for his homies, always the first to spit bullets (All he wanted was to be a thug) Never pictured
this thug s**t You can be touched, I catch you slippin' while I'm on a money mission Like right now, 30 dollars to my John Hancock Try to get mo' so my
up in the hood, send mo' troops (What should I do?) Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do These ni**az actin up in the hood, send mo' troops [Kastro
: (Rule number one... niggaz die, daily, hahahaha) Hear me! Boo-yaow! (Ready for whatever, hell yeah What type nigga be a Thug Life nigga? Them Thug
friend or foe ? nigga you ain't know ? they got me stressed out on Death Row i've seen money but baby I got to gets mo' you scream and go '2Pac
you could fuck with me and my crew" Hehahahahaha, Thug Life, yeah nigga Flashin on niggaz Thug Life right? This year we Thug Life But we Outlaw Immortalz
t know but buy a four four blasting at playa hating wantin' mo' with a Thug Passion [Verse Three: 2Pac] Putting down mashin' control by this Thug
Hits fall, we thug niggaz and we came in packs. Every one of niggaz strapped sippin on 'nac (Cognac) In the back, my AR-15 Thuggin till I die, these
'm stuck with fuckin with the wrong one, uh! Wise decisions, based on lies we livin Scandalous times, this game's like my religion You could be rollin with a thug