Big Tom, Ray Ray, Killa Cuddy, Mac Dre Cleek, Jamal, Jinx and Bluebonic, man [ 2Pac ] Now I been called a crook, a killer, a thug A no-good dealer of
Let's Goooo!! (G-Unit!!) [Verse 1] As the world turn, let tha weed burn I need mine and I know dat you need yours Shit ain't all good but tha hood still
, we will survive No matter what, my people just stay alive Still, we will survive No matter what, my people just stay alive Thug life never die Dear 'Pac
this is where things seem to get a bit difficult This is the life of a young Mexican First verse done take me to the second one [Chorus x2] [Verse 2
block wit the deflate Grams the O's, slabs to whole one's da flake A young nigga holdin' big face foldin' Pimps are known for catchin' runaways A good
roll, I'm full of liquor Thug nigga quick to jab at them ho's And I can make ya jealous niggas famous Fuck around with 2Pac and see how good a nigga
should be mentioned but mine, unless you talkin' Big Pun in his prime Maybe '96 Jay, before Dame was throwin' money around Or 2pac without Humpty around
under privileged and oppressed Young nigga get rich, cash more cheques Take the hood life Put it on on wax Get stakes now we living the good life Car
while we burn the other week Now we gotta make it smash Blast How long will it last, till tha broke get more cash Until then Raise up! Tell my young
get a piece too I want G's so you label me a criminal And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus Verse Two: 2Pac Here on Earth, tell me
the game) If you know what I know then you know I ain't playin' (I'm loyal to the game) Nigga get in my way and I'll blow out your brain Hey, yeah 2Pac
[Chorus: repeat 2X] How many brothas fell victim to tha streetz Rest in peace young nigga, there's a Heaven for a 'G' be a lie, If I told ya that I never
Hehehe, these are my words to my first born.. [2Pac] Can you picture, young niggaz in a rush to grow til hard timers in the pen, had to crush his
niggaz You either ride wit' us, or collide wit' us It's as simple as that for me and my niggaz We go to war {2Pac} Bring it on And all you lil' young
that pussy up) Shawty in the bed she ain't got no panties on Soon as I hit the door she already know it's on (Ay, I'ma tear that pussy up) 2 logs, 2
[2Pac] Yeah Pour out a little liquor for your homies nigga This one here go out to my nigga Mike Coolie (Light up a fat one for this one) How you come
on the O.C. We in the zone bombed out feelin' good j'ya know Got the homegirls and homies from the hood j'ya know, 2-1, 1-9, 2-0 We all in the house