[2pac]  HAHA  Thug for life nigga  Can't you read the signs?  ay 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  Thats 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 im 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 ill be buckin' in a fuckin hurry    [Chorus X3]    Tell em'  Thug for life  High till' I die  When em' stupid ass bitches ask why?    [2pac]    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 u 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  Muthafuckaa!!  Give a holla to my niggas in the Bay  I'm livin' in LA still clutchin' on my AK    [Chorus X6]    Tell em'  Thug for life  High till' I die  When em' stupid ass bitches ask why?    THUG FOR LIFE BIATCH!!    Yeah nigga, thug life, from now till' the muthafuckin' ever  Havenotz in this muthafucka  YEAH, No doubt