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lirik lagu 2pac - definition of a thug nigga

n-body’s, closin’ me out of my business
n-body’s, closin’ me out of my business
my definition of a thug n-gg-
(n-body’s, closin’ me out of my business)

i played the cards i was given, thank god i’m still livin’
pack my nine ’til it’s time to go to prison
as i’m bailin’ down the block where i come from, still gotta pack a gun
‘case some young motherf-ckers wanna play dumb

i guess i live life forever jugglin’
but i’ll be hustlin’ ’til the early mornin’ ’cause i’m strugglin’
like drinkin’ liquor make the money come quicker
gettin’ pages from my b-tch, it’s time to d-ck her

i ain’t in love with her, i just wanna be the one to hit her
drop off and let the next n-gg- get her
that’s the way it goes, it’s time to shake a hoe, make the dough
break a hoe when it’s time to make some mo’

i keep my finger on the trigger of my glock
ridin’ down the block lickin’ shots at the punk–ss
and spittin’ game through my mobile phone
the type of sh-t to get them hoes to bone
my definition of a thug n-gg-

’tis the season to be servin’, what you doin’?
mob-mobbin’ like a motherf-cker
’tis the season to be servin’, what you doin’?
mob-mobbin’ like a motherf-cker
’tis the season to be servin’, what you doin’?
mob-mobbin’ like a motherf-cker
’tis the season to be servin’

well, i roll with a crew of zoo n-gg-z
they’re quick to pull a nine when it’s time do n-gg-z
comin’ through like i’m two n-gg-z, a true n-gg- f-ck a zig zag
roll me a blunt and p-ss that brew n-gg-

i’m drivin’ drunk on the freeway, so take it easy
lookin’ for a new face to skeeze me
everybody’s lookin’ for a nut but i’m searchin’ for the big bucks
give a f-ck rather die than be stuck

in a one-room shack and kickin’ back
daydreamin’ with the nine in my lap
so how’s that from the mind of a thug n-gg-?
bought a fo’-five ’cause i heard that the slug’s bigger

figure the first motherf-cker to jump’ll find hisself
gettin’ swept off his feet by the pump
i put that on my moms, word to the motherf-ckin’ trigger
before i go broke i’ll be a drug dealer, a thug n-gg-

short than a motherf-cker sn-tched up by one-time
make a phone call and be back to ball by lunchtime
so here we go, we in the inner city
i keep my hand on my gat and stay cool, my att-tude is sh-tty

n-gg-z don’t like me ’cause i’m makin’ ends
roll in a benz and i blaze a blunt ’cause i’m all in
and any n-gg- tryin’ to take what i got’ll
half the deal with the sixteen-shot glock

so here we go, i can’t be faded
happy in the motherf-cker, finally made it
got my money in my pocket, finger on the trigger
and i ain’t takin’ sh-t from no n-gg-z

i’m just tryin’ to make some money right
put some motherf-ckin’ food in my tummy right
i’m feelin’ good like i’m supposed to, ready to ball
find a spot and we can serve ’em all
my definition of a thug n-gg-

’tis the season to be servin’
mobbin’ like a motherf-cker every single day
(my definition of a thug n-gg-)
’tis the season to be servin’
mobbin’ like a motherf-cker every single day
(my definition of a thug n-gg-)

’tis the season to be servin’
mobbin’ like a motherf-cker every single day
(my definition of a thug n-gg-)
’tis the season to be servin’

n-body’s, closin’ me out of my business
n-body’s, closin’ me out of my business
n-body’s, closin’ me out of my business
n-body’s, closin’ me out of my business

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