"Nobody's, closing me out of my business" (repeat 2X) [2Pac] My definition of a thug nigga "Nobody's, closing me out of my business" Verse One: 2Pac
one I made it to the streets I Almost cried right on the spot Not only had the fiend died But a small girl had been shot My heart could take no more I
packed jails I told the judge I'm in danger and that's why I had that fo'-five with one in the chamber Fuck the world! Chorus: 2Pac {They tryin to say
FAAAAME C'mon c'mon [Chorus] One thing we all adore Something worth dying for Nothing but pain Stuck in this game Searching for fortune and fame The one
can't stop me Even if I die, I'm gon' be a fuckin problem Do you believe in ghosts, motherfucker? Real live black... ghosts Feel me? [Verse One: 2Pac
2Pac] Haha, for all my niggaz in the hood (yeah) That live the life of a ghetto star (You KNOW!) Heh, you know how we do it (Hahaha, Makaveli!) [Verse One
Major! Hell motherfuckin yeah This one goes out to my nigga Mike Coolin, hell yeah Mama raised a hellrazor... born thuggin Heartless and mean, muggin
long will they mourn me Yeah! This for my nigga Kato It's still on nigga Thug Life, Thugs for life Ha Ha yeah, how long will they mourn me Yeah nigga 2
Straight out the motherfucking bay Here we go [2Pac] Lord help me, save me, Mama keep praying For a young motherfucker trying to duck an early grave
with our tape Take a shot within our vest Pac come and catch weight Nigga we the last ones left [2Pac] If we woulda known the zone inside my own dome
my unborn child.. To my unborn child.. in case I don't make it Just remember daddy loves you [talking in background] To my unborn child.. To my unborn.. [2
repeat 3X] Gotta be carefull, can't let tha evil of tha money trap me So when ya see me nigga Ya better Holla at me [Verse One: 2Pac] Are you
hail Out on bail Wrath of 2pacalypse [echo] Forever ghetto Necessary picture food stamps Outlaw thug niggas Never left the boot camp [Verse 2:
, up in the same motherfuckin room On the same level This shit here, hahahaha Please, no more pain That's right nigga Hey drop that shit boy Verse One: 2
, got you red hot, you so happy to see me Make the frontpage primetime live on TV Nigga my girlfriend, baby forty-five but she still live One shot make
she actin like I missed her. Tell me why they, tell me why they, tell me why they play me. Don't these niggas know that neiter one of y'all can fade me
the middle!" {*1} "Come and get some!" {*2} [2Pac] Ahh yeah, they love to point the finger {*1} {*2} Boom boom boom on your black ass, bitch {*1} {*2
he got shot I was more like "again". You know what I'm sayin?... He always gettin shot or shot at... He gon' pull threw this one again, make a few of