"Nobody's, closing me out of my business" [repeat 2X]

[2Pac] My definition of a thug nigga

"Nobody's, closing me out of my business"



[Verse One: 2Pac]



I played the cards I was given, thank God I'm still livin

Pack my nine til it's time to go to prison

As I'm bailin down the block that I come from, still gotta pack a gun

Case some young motherfuckers wanna play dumb

I guess I live life forever jugglin

But I'll be hustlin til the early mornin cause I'm strugglin

Like drinkin liquor make the money come quicker

Gettin pages from my bitch it's time to dick her

I ain't in love with her, I just wanna be the one to hit her

Drop off and let the next nigga get her

That's the way it goes, it's time to shake a hoe, make the dough

Break a hoe when it's time to make some mo'

I keep my finger on the trigger of my Glock

Ridin down the block lickin shots at the punk-ass *cops*

And spittin game through my mobile phone

The type of shit to get them hoes to bone

My Definition of a Thug Nigga



[Chorus: (various samples)]



"Tis the season, to be servin" "What you doin?"

"Mob-mobbin like a motherfucker" -- [Snoop Doggy Dogg]

[repeat 3X]

"Tis the season, to be servin" [scratched by Warren G]



[Verse Two: 2Pac]



Well I roll with a crew of zoo niggaz

They're quick to pulle a nine when it's time do niggaz

Comin through like I'm two niggaz, a true nigga fuck a Zig Zag

Roll me a blunt and pass that brew nigga

I'm drivin drunk on the freeway, so take it ea-sy

Lookin for a new face to skeeze me

Everybody's lookin for a nut but I'm searchin for the big bucks

Give a fuck, rather die than be stuck

in a one-room shack, and, kic