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Gang Related movie - Life's So Hard lyrics

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Song by 2Pac<br /><br>

Ma-ah-an, it ain't easy<br>

They got me goin cold-hearted<br>

Probation, violation, incarceration<br>

Frustration, you know<br>

Fuck that, nigga damn near bouts to start basin<br>

It's hard! Hard on a nigga<br>

[coughing]<br>

Hard on a nigga (yeah it is, yeah it is)<br>

[whispered] Kill kill kill, murder murder murder<br>

Watch out nigga!<br>

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[Chorus:] Now tell me do you see<br>

Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin like a G<br>

[repeat 2X]<br>

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[Tupac - chorus 2X throughout]<br>

Daz in this motherfucker<br>

Alright bwoy, drop that shit<br>

Whassup man? Always listen to that shit?<br>

That ole criminal shit? Peep game nigga, peep game, feel me<br>

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[Verse One:]<br>

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Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame<br>

Young niggaz gettin murdered straight took out the game<br>

As I sit here puffin on a cigarette<br>

Gotta be ready, never know who's plottin on a niggaz death<br>

These are the rough times, best to hurry up<br>

and duck muhfucker 'fore I buck mine<br>

It's gettin crazy and everybody's strapped<br>

Surrounded by niggaz but nary a motherfucker down to watch my back<br>

These are the bitch made niggaz, you been played nigga<br>

While you starvin and broke they pullin six figures<br>

Oooh, what can you do<br>

when you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two<br>

Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin<br>

on this Hennesey, tell me, do you feel me?<br>

Heyyy, I have no remorse<br>

as I take another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh<br>

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[Chorus]<br>

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[Verse Two:]<br>

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Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it<br>

I'm the first muhfucker that can outrun a bullet<br>

It's them Thug Life niggaz, them done like triggers<br>

Got these punk wannabes and they jockin like bitches<br>

Now my riches is gettin hoe-zone, it's on<br>

Fuck a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone<br>

I'ma take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin that spinach<br>

and stayin strong to the finish and then I ride out<br>

See you on the freeway, sorry baby<br>

but I gotta call my homey see what he say<br>

I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine<br>

I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime<br>

And ain't no way I'ma let bitch made nigga worry me<br>

Catch me slippin, empty the clip and bury me<br>

Hell nah nigga have to plug me twice<br>

Ain't no slippin when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you see?<br>

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[Chorus 2X]<br>

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[Verse Three:]<br>

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Never bow down let these other bitches crawl<br>

I'm a Thug motherfucker and these Thugs only ball<br>

Ain't no half steppin here, from the cradle to the grave<br>

I'm a muhfuckin fool, but I choose to get paid<br>

Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm panicked in a fright<br>

Me and my bitch named Nina are fiendin tonight<br>

Ain't nobody livin safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin<br>

All I want is my muhfuckin money, ain't no question<br>

Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit<br>

So bring in the scissors and get to clippin that dick<br>

I'd rather die young than die old and broke<br>

That's why I stay drunk, and I constantly smoke<br>

My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the homies<br>

But now I'm doin bad and them bitches don't know me (Who? Who?)<br>

But playa haters can't fade me (Why?)<br>

Cause this is Thug Life nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see?<br>

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[Chorus 2X]<br>

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[Verse Four:]<br>

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Yeah, constantly runnin from danger ain't no stranger to cop cars<br>

Gettin arrested and tested wearin a vest and don't drop my guards<br>

My life is hectic my homies send mail from jail<br>

Niggaz in Hell got some horrible stories to tell<br>

I'm catchin cases and still tryin to stack a grip<br>

The IRS is tryin to stress off a niggaz shit<br>

A young nigga never had a prayer to prevail<br>

And all my peers doin years locked up in jail<br>

What can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger crew<br>

And creep around with them Dogg Pound niggaz too<br>

And now we rich ain't no bitch than can touch us<br>

And it's a trip, how we clown, when we fuck sluts<br>

Bust nuts then I cut, that's my new thang<br>

And motherfuckers got on do-rags<br>

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[Chorus 2X]<br>

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Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I motherfuckin get paid<br>

Nigga can work for his money all motherfuckin day and<br>

still never see a piece of it, you understand me?<br>

It's not about the nice guy<br>

It's bout the hardworkin motherfuckin Thug nigga<br>

If you ain't a Thug nigga, you ain't really doin nothin<br>

[Chorus repeats in background]<br>

You ain't really makin nothin<br>

These motherfuckin po-po's and these pink folks<br>

got it all locked up for us to fail<br>

See how they did O.J., and they doin niggaz like that all day<br>

So if you don't watch your motherfuckin stack<br>

believe me, this could be your last breath...<br>

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[Chorus 2X to fade]<br>

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