Alright now, here we go      Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me?   I smoke a blunt and freak the funk   Until these jealous motherfuckers kill me      I'm out the gutter, pick a hero   I'm 165 and staying high till I die   My competion's zero   'Cause I could give a fuck about you      Better duck or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up   I give a fuck, I'm sick inside my mind   Why you sweatin' me? It's gonna take an army full of   Crooked ass cops to come and get me      Niggaz know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure   Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser   Word to God I've been ready to die since I was born   I don't want no shit but niggaz trip and yo it's on      Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry   Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried   It's a man's world, niggaz get played, another stray   Hope I live to see another day      Hey, I'm getting sweated by these undercovers, who can I trust?   Got my mama stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust   Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached   We living a drug life, thug life, each day could be my last      Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask   That's the consequences when ya livin', fast   Six bricks of tricks for my niggaz, I gotta come up and recoup   You keep the dope just bring me six figures is it a bust?   I hear the sirens, run for cover over the fence and open fire      Alright now, here we go      These motherfuckers on my ass, I'm in traffic, will it be tragic?   I'm comin' 'round the corner like I'm magic   Doin' ninety on the freeway and hittin' switches   In a high speed chase with these punk bitches      Don't turn around I ain't givin' up 'cause they don't worry me   Pussy ass bitches better bury me   Runnin' outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot, we in the hood   How the fuck they gon' catch a crook?      I got away, 'cause I'm clever   Went to my neighbors for a favor   Now you know players stick together   I watch the scene from the rooftop      Spittin' loogies at the coppers   That pursue me, beotch   I be a hustler till it's over, motherfucker   Open fire on you bustas      Alright now, here we go      Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta state   I gotta pay my fuckin' bills, so I'm transportin' weight   Change my plates, pick up my nigga and now we rollin'   Droppin' keys like they stolen      Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta town   Till the coast is clear, enough dope to last a year   They got me running from the police, nowhere to go   With the lights out, rollin' down a dirt road      But I ain't goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict   I'd rather fire on my target   I hit the corner doin' ninety, oh, shit   Them bitches right behind me      They take a shot and hit my fuckin' tires   Now, jump out the car then I open fire, sucka      Thug Life