['Pac talking]

Big Syke, Newt, Hank

Beugard, Big Sur (yeah)

Y'all know how this shit go (y'know)

{All Eyez On Me}

Motherfuckin O.G.

Roll up in the club and shit (is that right?)

{All Eyez On Me}

{All Eyez On Me}

But you know what?



[2Pac]

I bet you got it twisted you don't know who to trust

So many playa hating niggaz tryin to sound like us

Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin

Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin

Well are you still down nigga? Holla when you see me

And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me

I got a caravan of niggaz every time we ride (every time we ride)

Hittin motherfuckers up when we pass by (when we pass by)

Until I die; live the life of a boss playa

Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later

The futures in my eyes, cause all I want is cash and thangs

A five-double-oh - Benz flauntin flashy rings, uhh

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Been know to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend

It seems - my main thang was to be major paid

The game sharper than a motherfuckin razor blade

Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies

One nigga's gettin jealous, and motherfuckers died

Depend on me like the first and fifteenth

They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me

We got foe niggaz, and lowriders, in ski masks

screamin Thug Life every time they pass {All Eyez On Me}



Chorus One: 2Pac



Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die

live the life of a boss playa {All Eyez On Me}

cause even gettin high.. ..{All Eyez On Me}

Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die

live the life of a boss playa, cause eve