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• Artiste: Amuru Shakur
• Titre: Thug 4 Life
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<script type="text/javascript"> $(document).ready(function(e) { $(".protected").disableSelection(); }); </script>Thug for life nigga Can't you read the signs? Fuck it man Whatchu doin'? Mobbin' like a motherfucker stuck Can you put your middle finger Out the window gettin' fucked off, liquor? Get loaded can't control it Nigga pass me the blunt and let me roll it You get the bones act to the whole stack, that's fo sho black To 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 and bounced to a key You gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alert Started as a young muthafucka 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 muthafuckas wanna have fun Stuck it, buckin' my muthafuckin' Magnum, what does it take to be a G? Silence is a must, violence is a plus, plus, shots at my adversaries Dem niggaz scary best it's time to be buried 'Cause I'll be buckin' in a fuckin' hurry Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why, tell 'em Game, thicker than most of these tricks I got my mind on makin' money But you stuck on these fake bitches And jealous muthafuckas can't see That it's the fame that caught These stupid bitches, pass the pussy free So tell me why you sweatin' a muthafucka like me? A young nigga tryin' to a hustle up some G's You pussy ass playa hatin' hoes speakin' down on niggas Jumpin' around at the shows And your the first muthafucka to jump To the trunk when it's time for fun Little trick ass punk Thug muthafuckas don't die we get high and we multiply Muthafucka Give a holla to my niggas in the bay I'm livin' in L.A. still clutchin' on my AK Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why, tell 'em Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why Tell 'em thug for life, high till I die When 'em stupid ass bitches ask why, tell 'em Thug for life, bitch Yeah nigga, thug life, from now till the muthafuckin' ever Have notz in this muthafucka Yeah, no doubt<br/>---<br/>"Thug 4 Life" as written by Tupac Amaru Shakur, Johnny Lee Jackson, Marshall B. Iii Mathers, Luis Edgardo Resto<br/>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group<br/>Lyrics powerd by <a href="http://www.lyricfind.com/" target="_NEW" style="text-decoration: none;">LyricFind</a><br/>