2Pac — Its too Late Shota Edit

[Intro: 2Pac] Shit, tired of gettin' shot at Tired of gettin' chased by the police and arrested Niggas need a spot where we can kick it A spot where we belong, that's just for us Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood Y'knahmean? Where do niggas go when we die? Ain't no heaven for a thug nigga That's why we go to thug mansion That's the only place where thugs get in free And you gotta be a G, at thug mansion [Verse 1] Born thuggin' Heartless and mean, muggin at sixteen On the scene watchin' fiends buggin Kickin up dust with the older G's Soakin up the game that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't shoot I learned not to trust the bitch from the prostitutes Taught lessons, a young nigga askin' questions While other suckers was guessin', I was gangsta sexin' Elementary wasn't meant for me, can't regret it I'm headed for the penitentiary and cuttin' classing I'm buckin blastin, straight mashin Mobbin through the overpass laughin While these other motherfuckers try to figure out, no doubt They jealous of a nigga's clout, tell me Lord Can ya feel me? I keep my finger on the trigger Cause some nigga tried to kill me And mama raised a hellraiser, everyday gettin paid Police on my pager, straight stressin A fugitive my occupation is under question Wanted for investigation, and even though I'm marked for death, I'mma spark til I lose my breath Motherfuckers, every time I see the paper I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer They come to get ya, it's like a motherfuckin trap And they wonder why it's hard bein black Dear Lord can ya feel me, gettin major, unhh [Verse2] Dear Lord can ya hear me, it's just me A young nigga tryin to make it on these rough streets I'm on my knees beggin please come and SAVE ME THE WHOLE WORLD done made a nigga crazy! I got my three-five-seven can't control it Screamin die motherfucker and he's loaded Everybody run for cover, aww shit Thug Life motherfucker, duck quick Now am I wrong if I am don't worry me Cause do or die gettin high till they bury me Dear Lord if ya hear me, tell me why Little girl like LaTasha, had to die She never got to see the bullet, just heard the shot Her little body couldn't take it, it shook and dropped And when I saw it on the news how she bucked the girl, killed Latasha Now I'm screamin fuck the world, in the end It's my friends, that flip-flop Lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop Thug Life motherfucker, I lick shots Every nigga on my block dropped two cops Dear Lord can ya hear me, when I die Let a nigga be strapped, fucked up, and high With my hands on the trigger, thug nigga Stressin' like a motherfuckin' drug dealer And even in the darkest nights, I'm a thug for Life I got the heart to fight now Mama raised a hellraiser why cry That's just life in the ghetto, do or die