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Lyrics: '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 motherf***ers 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 bi*** it's time to d*** 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 sh** 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 motherf***er' -- [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 f*** 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 f***, rather die than be stuck in a one-room shack, and, kickin back Daydreamin with the nine in my lap (huh) So how's that from the mind of a Thug Nigga Bought a fo'-five cause I heard that the slug's bigger Figure the first motherf***er to jump'll find hisself gettin swept off his feet by the pump I put that on my moms, word to the motherf***in trigger Before I go broke I'll be a drug dealer, a Thug Nigga [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] Short than a motherf***er snatched up by one-time Make a phone call and be back to ball by lunchtime So here we go, we in the inner city I keep my hand on my gat and stay cool, my attitude is sh**ty Niggaz don't like me cause I'm makin ends Roll in a Benz and I blaze a blunt, cause I'm all in And any nigga trying to take what I got'll hafta deal with the sixteen-shot Glock (huh) So here we go, I can't be faded Happy in the motherf***er, finally made it Got my money in my pocket, finger on the trigger And I ain't takin sh** from no niggaz I'm just tryin to make some money right Put some motherf***in food in my tummy right I'm feelin good like I'm supposed to, ready to ball Find a spot and we can serve em all My Definition of a Thug Nigga [Outro: (various samples)] 'Tis the season, to be servin' 'Mobbin like a motherf***er, every single day' -- [Snoop Doggy Dogg] [2Pac] My Definition of a Thug Nigga [repeat 3X] 'Tis the season, to be servin' [scratched by Warren G] 'Nobody's, closing me out of my business' [continually scratched to near end] More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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