2Pac - Thug Style Lyrics:
F**k 2Pac that ni**a ain`t s**t
That ni**a ain`t from muhf**kin` New York
That ni**a be out there with them Cali ni**as
Yo, ni**a man, f**k Pac, that ni**a West Coast
That f**ker that always with them New York ni**as

Seen them with that ni**a, man, that ni**a ain`t from the West Coast
Man, f**k Pac, f**k that ni**a, that ni**a ain`t really down
Rapin` ass ni**a, I didn`t do it f**k it with that ni**a
F**k that ni**a, man, f**k that ni**a, let that ni**a go to jail
And f**k that ni**a, f**k that ni**a, f**k you too ni**a

Thug style out this muthaf**ka ni**as
Throw ya hands in the air
If you got Jeep make ya speakers pop
I want muthaf**king police
Trying to pull ni**as over on this one

We taking this one to the whole `nother level
Gutter style, Thug style, you feel me
Things that we can only do as a real G
We ain`t dead yet, hit me

I got my Hennessey, find ya foes
In a room full of ni**as tryin` to hide ya hoes
I`m getting high off Buddha, `cause the times be slow
I keep my mind on dough, you never find me broke

And who me, a ni**a livin` life like a G
In that artillery, keepin` ni**as off of me
I can`t sleep living in these wicked times
Peep, ni**as after me `cause they see I`m stacking G`s and heat

You can holler if you want to please
I ain`t runnin` with no punk crew bleed
Enemies and my range is on, you`re in the danger zone
My f**kin` game is strong

Hotline you suckas better find ya mind
I got mine from hustling and busting them rhymes
To my ni**as up in Quentin down on Riker`s Isle
Stay rile but a ni**a gotta use his styles

These ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style,

These ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

I could be wrong but I never got along with cops
It`s like they stuck from making ni**as duck from Glocks
And all the time my mind`s full of thoughts of ends
I`m still rolling my bucket but I bought me a Benz

My fake friends say they love me but I know they lie
`Cause in the dark see they hearts` full of homicide
My mama cried when they took me off to jail
Only me inside the cell, straight locked up in this hell

I hear some sucka screaming like the demon`s inside
Will `em awake in the morning, only the strong survive
I cry but in my own way, swallow my pride
Pick a reason to hide from all the ni**as that die

Cemetery full of brothers I buried, it`s going down
Even now I wonder will I still be around
My hometown is the gutter, I was born a wild
I came up out this dust with my heartless style

These ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

These, ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

I remember, uptown, huh, got to get to listenin` to Mr. Magic
Cuttin` up the hits and even though I had habit
Makin` words rhyme, I was caught up in the madness
Juvenile Thugs come on, I tell the whole story nothin` but truth

Halloween throwin` eggs from the project roofs
And Pete and Lee young G`s with a gift of gab
And tryin` to hook up with the hookers
Who was quick to stab, remember mama`s cooking

No school straight hookin` and tryin` to get with light skinned
`Cause she good looking
And jumpin` over turnstiles `cause we ain`t paying
Call the cuties cuss words but we only playing

I`m prayin` I can get a buck no luck
I had to move around a lot, `cause my moms was stuck
I had family but I was way too wild
Had to move to the West to regain my style

These ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

Scream, ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

I scream, ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the courts but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

These ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

These ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the court but my force was wild
Bitchmade ass ni**as don`t know my style

These ni**as don`t know my style
Quick to smile juvenile, was a problem child
Try to put me in the motherf**king court but my force was wild
Motherf**king bitch

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