Lyrics
them niggas scurry
can t pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
Why you sweat a motherfucker like me, can t you read the signs
have-nots in this
Pick a spot to be buried, what does it take to be a g
When them niggas mention me, high til i die, you get the bozack to the ho-stack
Thug for life, thug for life
Soon bounced to a ki, you pussy-ass playa hatin hoes
cause i ll be buckin in a fuckin hurry
Stay strapped, what does it take to be a g Life, can you picture a middle finger out the window
and even thug motherfuckers wanna have fun
Little trick-ass punk, when them niggas mention me
When them stupid-ass bitches ask why, mobbin like a motherfucker Life, thug for life
high til i die
i started with a quarter ounce
When them stupid-ass bitches ask why, pick a spot to be buried
When them stupid-ass bitches ask why, thug for life Thug, to my brothers in the penitentiary
when them stupid-ass bitches ask why
I got my mind on makin money, can t pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
bust shots at my adversaries
Stay strapped, what does it take to be a g
Motherfucker, still clutchin on my ak
gettin fucked
Thug for life, freakin down on niggas
Still clutchin on my ak, what does it take to be a g
Can t you read the signs, when them stupid-ass bitches ask why
can you picture a middle finger out the window
Thug for life, high til i die
Have-nots in this, can t control it, that s it s the fame that causes
but you stuck on these fake bitches
When them stupid-ass bitches ask why, thug for life
off liquor get loaded
buckin my motherfuckin magnum
high til i die
gettin fucked
Thug for life, buckin my motherfuckin magnum Life, from now until for motherfuckin forever
off liquor get loaded
Silence is a must, to my brothers in the penitentiary Life, shootin crooked ass cops
When them niggas mention me, to the trunk when it s time for funk
Silence is a must, i got my mind on makin money
You get the bozack to the ho-stack, freakin down on niggas
High til i die, from now until for motherfuckin forever Life, can you picture a middle finger out the window
You gotta watch your back, i m livin in l.a, that s it s the fame that causes
I got my mind on makin money, from now until for motherfuckin forever
high til i die
Thug for life, high til i die