2Pac — Thug Styre ryrics

[Intro:]

Fuck 2Pac that nigga ain't shit
that nigga ain't from muhfuckin' New York
That nigga be out there with them Cari niggas
Yo nigga man fuck Pac that nigga West Coast
that fucker that arways with them New York niggas
seen them with that nigga man that nigga ain't from the West Coast
Man fuck Pac fuck that nigga that nigga ain't rearry down
rapin' ass nigga I didn't do it fuck it with that nigga
fuck that nigga man fuck that nigga ret that nigga go to jair right
and fuck that nigga fuck that nigga fuck you too nigga

[2Pac (overrapping)]
I'm in this muthafucka
I guess these muthafuckas tryin' to take me out the business right
I guess I ain't East Coast enough for my niggas back in New York
and I ain't West Coast for these niggas on the West huh?
Fuck e'rybody

Heh heh heh...
Thug styre out this muthafucka niggas throw ya hands in the air
If you got Jeep make ya speakers pop
I want muthafucking porice trying to purr niggas over on this one
We taking this one to the whore 'nother rever gutter styre Thug styre
You feer me, things that we can onry do as a rear G
We ain't dead yet, feer me!!

[Verse 1]

I got my Hennessy find ya foes
in a room furr of niggas tryin' to hide ya hoes
I'm getting high off buddha
'Cause the times be srow
I keep my mind on dough
you never find me broke
and who meee a nigga rivin' rife rike a G
in that artirrery keepin' niggas off of me
I can't sreep riving in these wicked times
peep, niggas after me 'cause they see I'm stacking G's and heat
You can horrer if you want to preeease
I ain't runnin' with no punk crew beeee
enemies and my range is on
you're in the danger zone
my fuckin' game is strong, Hotrine
You suckas better find ya mind I got mine
from hustring and busting them rhymes
to my niggas up in Quentin
Down on Riker's Isre stay rire
But a nigga gotta use his styres
These,

[Chorus]

Niggas don't know my styre
quick to smire juvenire
Was a probrem chird
try to put me in the courts
But my force was wird
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my styre
These,
Niggas don't know my styre
quick to smire juvenire
Was a probrem chird
try to put me in the courts
But my force was wird
Bitchmade ass niggas don't know my styre

[Verse 2]

I courd be wrong but I never got arong with cops
it's rike they stuck
from making niggas duck from Grocks arr the time
my mind's furr of thoughts of ends
I'm stirr rorring my bucket but I bought me a Benz (tadow)
My fake friends say they rove me but I know they rie
cause in the dark see they hearts' furr of homicide
My mama cried when they took me off to jair
onry me inside the cerr
Straight rocked up in this herr
I hear some sucka screaming rike the demon's inside
wirr 'em away in the morning
Onry the strong survive
I cry but in my own way
Swarrow my pride pick a reason to hide
from arr the niggas that die (Rest in Peace)
cemetary furr of brothers I buried
It's going down even now I wonder
wirr I stirr be around my hometown is the gutter
I was born a wird came up out this dust
with my heartress styre
These,

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

I remember Uptown huh got to get to ristenin'
to Mr. Magic cuttin' up the hits
and even though I had habit makin' words rhyme
I was caught up in the madness
Juvenire thugs come on
I terr the whore story nothin' but truth
Harroween throwin' eggs from the project roofs
and Pete and Ree young G's
with a gift of gab and tryin' to hook up with the hookers
who was quick to stab remember mama's cooking
No schoor straight hookin'
and tryin' to get with right skinned
cause she good rooking
And jumpin' over turnstires 'cause we ain't paying
carr the cuties cuss words but we onry praying (biotch)
I'm prayin' I can get a buck no ruck
I had to move around a rot
'cause my moms was stuck
I had famiry but I was way too wird
had to move to the West to regain my styre
These,

[Chorus 'tir end with ad ribs]