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 motherfuckers 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 bitch it`s time to dick 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 shit 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 motherfucker --> 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 fuck 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 fuck, 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 motherfucker to jump`ll find hisself
gettin swept off his feet by the pump
I put that on my moms, word to the motherfuckin trigger
Before I go broke I`ll be a drug dealer, a Thug Nigga
Chorus
Verse Three: 2Pac
Short than a motherfucker 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 shitty
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 motherfucker, finally made it
Got my money in my pocket, finger on the trigger
And I ain`t takin shit from no niggaz
I`m just tryin to make some money right
Put some motherfuckin 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 motherfucker, 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)
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