[Intro]
Hahaha, right, thug for life, n***a
Can't you read the signs?
[Verse 1]
Mobbin' like a motherf**er, stuck
Can you picture a middle finger out the window
Gettin' f**ed of liquor; get loaded, can't control it
n***a, pa** me the blunt and let me roll it
You get the bozack to the ho-stack, that's for sho', black
So be a mack and keep your dough fat
And tell me, what does it take to be a G?
I started with a quarter ounce, soon bounced to a ki'
You gotta watch your back, stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young motherf**er doin' dirt
And now I'm in the rap game
Like the crack game, I got enemies
Can't pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
And even thug motherf**ers wanna have fun
Stuck in, buckin' my motherf**in' Magnum
What does it take to be a G?
Silence is a must, violence is a plus
Bust shots at my adversaries, them n***as scurry
Pick a spot to be buried
‘Cause I'll be buckin' in a f**in' hurry
[Hook]
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-a** b**hes ask why, tell 'em
Shootin' crooked a** cops, let me fry
Do or die, to my brothers in the penitentiary
Raise hell, when them n***as mention me
(x3)
Thug for life, high 'til I die
When them stupid-a** b**hes ask why, tell 'em
[Verse 2]
Game thicker than most of these tricks
I got my mind on makin' money
But you stuck on these fake b**hes
And jealous motherf**ers can't see
That's it's the fame that causes
These stupid b**hes to pa** the p**y free
So tell me, why you sweat a motherf**er like me?
A young n***a tryin' to hustle up some G's
You p**y-a** playa hating hoes
Freaking down on n***as, jumpin' around at the shows
And you the first motherf**er to jump
To the trunk when it's time for funk, little trick-a** punk
Thug motherf**ers don't die
We get high and we multiply, motherf**er
Give a holla to my n***as in the Bay
I'm livin' in L.A., still clutchin' on my AK
[Hook]
[Outro]
Thug for life, beyatch! Yeah, n***a
Thug Life, from now until for motherf**in' forever
Have-nots in this, motherf**er