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  • How Long Will They Mourn Me?
  • Bury Me A G
  • Don''t Get It Twisted
  • Shit Don''t Stop
  • Pour Out A Little Liquor
  • Stay True
  • Under Pressure
  • Street Fame
  • Cradle To The Grave
  • Str8 Ballin

  • Artists > 2pac > Thug Life > Stay True




    [Tupac]



    Yah nigga, Drop the top on your muthafuckin ride

    This how we do it on the west coast BAABBBY



    Rollin'' down the Four O Five

    Gettin'' high

    White boys done wrecked their shit

    Tryin to check my ride

    I ain''t being bootsy

    Crusin'' in a Six-o Impala

    Drivin'' like I''m in a Hooptee

    car full of ballin'' caps

    keep yo hand on the strap

    and take all the craps

    Niggas know my steel-lo

    all legit

    but I''m drapped

    like a nigga movin'' kilo

    Shit don''t stop

    cuz i can make that ass drop

    make the front pop

    And Hit the three wheel motion

    All Day

    Hit the freeway

    take it easy, uhh

    Let''s slide

    And pick-up some hoochies

    ride

    right back to the movies

    High

    talking back to the screen drinkin'' liquor

    Havin'' big dreams of gettin'' richer

    I''m livin that



    [Chorus (4x) (Tupac)]



    Thug Life, y''all know the rules

    gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)



    Big Stretch represent the real nigga

    flex, Live squad and this mutha fucker catch wreck



    [Stretch]

    Thug Life

    sharp as a roughneck

    Shakin'' the dice, we roll long, ain''t nothin'' nice

    so the vice wanna follow us around (raize up)

    Got ''em runnin'' as we clown thru the town (blaze up)

    Another one, had to throw another gun

    Don''t need another case

    you can see it on my face son

    But I ain''t fallin'' yet

    And I gotta give a shout to where my ball is at



    [Tupac]



    Mophreme Tell ''em why the hoes dream

    gettin high off a nigga like a dope fiend



    [Mophreme]



    Cuz I''m non-stop, and I''m always hustlin''

    twenty four seven, ain''t nothin buck

    but when a young G''s flippin keys for a livin''

    Try to make a mill off the time I''m givin''

    trippin''

    mad

    I''m crazy

    Can''t nobody fade me

    And I been goin'' insane lately

    And everybody tryin ta hold me back

    I''m about to snap

    You better move back

    You know I led a.....



    [Chorus (4x) (Tupac)]



    Thug Life, y''all know the rules

    gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)



    Maaaannnn, I don''t worry about the Five-O

    if they start,

    cuz it''s all about survival

    Just stay smart

    Keep your mind on your bank roll

    always

    stay ahead of these stank hos

    These days

    It''s an all out rat race

    And look at MEEE just caught another cat case

    That makes three

    My laywers getting cash up the ass

    Don''t even ask

    Why I''m buck wild


    Don''t smile

    don''t laugh

    To the young G''s comin up

    peep game

    Don''t let the money make you change

    or act strange

    Stay broke

    It''s all in together now

    Keep pumping loud

    till the crowd

    bring the top down

    Is that Tupac Thug Life


    Hell Yah

    Try to dirty up my name

    but it''s still here

    which way do I turn


    i''m strapped

    Lost in the storm

    I can''t turn back

    with that...



    [Chorus (4x) (Tupac)]



    Thug Life, y''all know the rules

    gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True)