2Pac — Life’s So Hard on a G Original Version

[Intro] Young Playa Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder (This one right here is for) Heyy Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder (Kato, Mental) Heyy (To all the dead niggas that passed away) Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder (I told ya I wouldn't forget about you) Heyy (Do a verse for 'em) Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder [Hook] Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G [Verse 1] Travel through my mind, am I blind it's a shame Young brothas gettin murdered, straight took out the game As I sit here puffin' on a cigarette You gotta be ready, you never know who's plottin' on a niggas death 'Cause these are the rough times, best to hurry up And duck motherfucker 'fore I buck mine It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped Surrounded by niggas but nary motherfucker down to watch your back These are the bitch made niggas, you been played nigga While you starvin' and broke they pullin' six figures Oooh, what can you do When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the twenty-two Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin' on this Hennessey Tell me, do you feel me? Heyyy, I have no remorse As I take another sip of my liquor, I spit my sick thoughts, hehehe [Hook] Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G [Verse 2] Thuggin' to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it On the first motherfucker that can outrun a bullet It's them Thug Life niggas, and we don't like tricks Got these punk wannabes and they jockin' like bitches Now my riches is gettin' hoes on its own Fuck a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone Time to take her to my hideout, 'cause I'm smokin' that spinach I'm stayin' strong to the finish and then I ride out See you on the freeway, sorry baby But I gotta call my homey see what he say I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime And ain't no way I'ma let bitch made nigga worry me Catch me slippin', empty the clip and bury me Hell nah, homie, have to plug me twice 'Cause ain't no stoppin when you Thug for Life... [Hook] Now tell me do you see, tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (It's hard on a nigga) Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (It's hard on a nigga) [Verse 3] Never bow down, let these other bitches crawl I'm a Thug motherfucker, and thugs only ball Ain't no half steppin' here, from the cradle to the grave I'm a motherfuckin' fool, but I choose to get paid Now my pockets gettin' empty, so I'm panicked in a fright Me and my bitch named Nina are fiendin' tonight Ain't nobody livin' safe, got a Glock, and I'm stressin' All I want is my money, motherfucker ain't no question Don't try to stall, 'cause I'm hit So bring me the scissors and get to clippin' at his dick I'd rather die young than die old and broke That's why I stay drunk, and I constantly smoke My memories as a youngsta, hangin' with the homies But now I'm doin' bad and them bitches don't know me But playa haters can't fade me 'Cause this is thug life nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see? [Hook / Outro] Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (Pull the finger) Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (Murder murder murder...finger) Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (Murder murder murder...biatch) Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (Murder murder murder) Tell me do you see Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (Kill kill kill) (Never bow nigga, you know) Tell me do you see (Stay bold) Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G (Kill kill kill... murder, murder, murder) Tell me do you see (I'ma Thug motherfucker and thugs only ball) Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin' like a G Tell me do you see ....Hard on a nigga .... (Clippin' at his dick) Tell me do you see ....Hard on a nigga .... (Niggas don't know me) ....Hard on a nigga .... (Panic in a fright) (Cradle to the grave) ....Hard on a nigga .... (Choose to get paid) ....Hard on a nigga .... I'ma pull it Outrun a bullet Don't like tricks Freeway See what he say