歌手:Tupac
专辑:《R U Still Down? [Remember Me]》

Alright now, here we go
Tell me, how many real mother*******s feel me?
I smoke a blunt and freak the funk
Until these jealous mother*******s kill me
I'm out the gutter, pick a hero
I'm 165 and staying high till I die
My competion's zero
'Cause I could give a ************* about you
Better duck or I'll be forced to hit yo ass up
I give a *************, I'm sick inside my mind
Why you sweatin' me? It's gonna take an army full of
Crooked ass cops to come and get me
*************z know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure
Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser
Word to God I've been ready to die since I was born
I don't want no *************t but *************z trip and yo it's on
Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry
Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried
It's a man's world, *************z get played, another stray
Hope I live to see another day
Hey, I'm getting sweated by these undercovers, who can I trust?
Got my mama stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust
Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached
We living a drug life, thug life, each day could be my last
Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask
That's the consequences when ya livin', fast
Six bricks of tricks for my *************z, I gotta come up and recoup
You keep the **** just bring me six figures is it a bust?
I hear the sirens, run for cover over the fence and open fire

Alright now, here we go
These mother*******s on my ass, I'm in traffic, will it be tragic?
I'm comin' 'round the corner like I'm magic
Doin' ninety on the freeway and hittin' switches
In a high speed chase with these punk *******
Don't turn around I ain't givin' up 'cause they don't worry me
************* ass ******* better bury me
Runnin' outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot, we in the hood
How the ************* they gon' catch a crook?
I got away, 'cause I'm clever
Went to my neighbors for a favor
Now you know players stick together
I watch the scene from the rooftop
Spittin' loogies at the coppers
That pursue me, beotch
I be a hustler till it's over, mother*******
Open fire on you bustas

Alright now, here we go
Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta state
I gotta pay my ******' bills, so I'm transportin' weight
Change my plates, pick up my ************* and now we rollin'
Droppin' keys like they stolen
Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta town
Till the coast is clear, enough **** to last a year
They got me running from the police, nowhere to go
With the lights out, rollin' down a dirt road
But I ain't goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict
I'd rather fire on my target
I hit the corner doin' ninety, oh, *************t
Them ******* right behind me
They take a shot and hit my ******' tires
Now, jump out the car then I open fire, sucka
Thug Life