2Pac — Who Do U Love Original Version

[Intro: 2Pac] Nigga Maybe it's the thug in me [Verse 1: 2Pac] I'm livin' that, thug life baby! Steady smokin' Indo, goin' crazy Baby come and hug me when you rub me, turn the lights down We in the dark, do you love me? Everybody's talkin' 'bout they know me But they ain't down like my motherfuckin' homies Tell me what you need when you see me? And we can get it on, biatch, take it easy Don't try to hold me, control me But you can take my number, baby, call me when you're lonely 'Cause it's a man's world, ain't no need to ask why I'm high 'til I die and strapped with my .45 'Cause you can lose it in the gutter I wonder if I'll die by the hands of another broke motherfucker They call me the alcoholer, I'm all in Thug for life, nigga ballin' I'm gettin' tired of these hoes tryna play me You can't fade me and my niggas goin' crazy All day long I'm straight thuggin', and constantly mean muggin' Breakin' the bitches that be buggin', tell me who do you love? [Chorus: 2Pac] Maybe it’s the thug in me Maybe it’s the thug in me Maybe it’s the thug in me Maybe it’s the thug in me [Verse 2: Stretch] Check the lingo, the mack, straight packin' the gangsta dick And when they come to help these skins, I'm quick to hit While I hit it and quit it and let the next man get it I'm pimpin', ain't no time to be committed Hoes go catch a fit, 'cause I'm chocolate and loveable Gangsta fuck 'em with a dick that's huggable Then I slide off without a trace Unless she's worth, or let me nut on her face What the fuck just make my dick jump Wreck when I mack connect up in her rump Hoes, they love it when I bone 'em but hate when I disown 'em They buggin' off the skills that I show 'em With a nigga named Stretch It's all about lootin' if ya frontin' then ya get the boot, word up So listen to the rhythm of the Young Gun flow And tell them who you love when the hoes stroke [Chorus: 2Pac] Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me [Verse 3: 2Pac] Ever since I was a young scrub I was a thug on the corner with my niggas slangin' drugs And runnin' from the narcs when they pass by Don't ask why, I'm a hustler, 'til my ass die Even if I do come up, I'll be ready when they run up, huh I'll be a nut to put my gun up, huh I never trust these hoes at all Fuckin' with them tramp ass sluts who supposed to fall Said she played you for your money, but the shit was cool Guess it's true, niggas be bitches too You can't see how she worked you all up in the skirt Now you lookin' like a jerk 'cause she hurts you Now hands up, don't be a playa hater, just peep game Keep your mind on your money, watch the bitch change See hoes love thugs and thugs love loot Hand it over motherfucker 'fore I shoot, who do you love? [Chorus: 2Pac] Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me Maybe it's the thug in me