Thug Life — It Hurts the Most

[Verse 1: Stretch] Woke up one morning and I'm feeling good It's understood, I'm fucking kingpin in my neighborhood I'm getting money with my niggas The young guns, not the ones pull they fucking triggas It figures, the phone rang, homie brang some bad news Tellin' from the tone of his voice my nigga had the blues Saying such and such, caught much ya buckshots And his body was discovered by the cops The phone dropped, my brain locked in shock Started smoking mad weed but the pain wouldn't stop My nigga, they took my nigga, nah, fuck that We going on a hunt and when I find him I'ma buck that Fool 'til he drool and he croak I'm runnin' on his block nigga watch the Glock smoke Provoke the hit shit I want my vengeance Then I skid off and get away with my intelligence And then back around the way it's so cold for you Yeah (Uh), gunshots to my fallen crew [Hook: Stretch & 2Pac] When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost [Verse 2: 2Pac] Revenge is sweet On the street, understand me Gotta retaliate, get it straight, locate the nigga's family And I'm rollin' in my Jeep, top-speed, ready to pull the trigger On any bitch-ass nigga who got weed They killed my homie and I'm restless Gotta get 'em back A nigga with a MAC and a death wish Tears in my eyes, don't cry Look up to the sky and wonder why Do everybody gotta die? Another soldier in a casket Can't eat, you can't sleep, 'til I bury them bastards His family is fallin' into pieces His momma don't understand the madness I can't explain the drama And it hurts the most, when it's someone close I smoke weed, 'cause I'm losin' hope And any dope can see, the ghettos full of drug dealers And ain't nobody born a killer But it hurts the most [Hook: Stretch & 2Pac] When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost [Verse 3: Mopreme] One man, drowning in the quicksand Put my nigga down, with my full proof plan All the other avenues that we tried was blocked So it's time to put in work with the 10 milli Glock And in no time flat, had the fucking money sack I'ma guard it all, a hundred G's in my arms All thanks to my nigga Who took the most risk even though I was a little bigger I thought it would be alright Just bust another right and get ghost down the turnpike But a fucking pig cut him off My nigga won't soft, he let his 9 off And that'll be the only way I'll take it Filled him full of lead and now I'm raising his babies Now, the money don't come close 'Cause when a friend die, it hurts the most We living thug life [Hook: Stretch & 2Pac] When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost When your nigga dies, it hurts the most Boom-boom-boom! Got me shootin' at a ghost