Thug Style-2Pac

F**k 2Pac that ni**a ain't sh*t That ni**a ain't from muhf**kin' New York That ni**a be out there with them Cali niggas Yo, ni**a man, f**k Pac, that ni**a West Coast That f**ker that always with them New York niggas,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' a** 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 niggas Throw ya hands in the air If you got Jeep make ya speakers pop I want muthaf**king police Trying to pull niggas 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 niggas 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' niggas off of me I can't sleep living in these wicked times Peep, niggas 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 niggas up in Quentin down on Riker's Isle Stay rile but a ni**a gotta use his styles,These niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,,These niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,I could be wrong but I never got along with cops It's like they stuck from making niggas 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 niggas 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 niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,These, niggas 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 a** niggas 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 niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,Scream, niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,I scream, niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,These niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,These niggas 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 a** niggas don't know my style,These niggas 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 b**ch