Life's So Hard Lyrics - 2pac

(whispered) Kill kill kill, murder murder murder 

Watch out nigga! 

() 

Now tell me do you see 

Life's so hard on a nigga when you livin like a G 

(Tupac) 

(One) 

Travel through my mind am I blind it's a shame 

Young niggaz gettin murdered straight took out the game 

As I sit here puffin on a cigarette 

Gotta be ready, never know who's plottin on a niggaz death 

These are the rough times, best to hurry up 

and duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine 

It's gettin crazy and everybody's strapped 

Surrounded by niggaz but nary a motherfucker down to watch my back 

These are the bitch made niggaz, you been played nigga 

While you starvin and broke they pullin six figures 

Oooh, what can you do 

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when you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the wenty-two 

Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin 

on this Hennesey, tell me, do you feel me? 

Heyyy, I have no remorse 

as I take another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh 

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(Two) 

Thuggin to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it 

I'm the first muh'fucker that can outrun a bullet 

It's them Thug Life niggaz and we don't like tricks 

Got these punk wannabes and they jockin like bitches 

Now my riches is gettin hoes on it's own 

Fuck a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone 

I'ma take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin that spinach 

and stayin strong to the finish and then I ride out 

See you on the freeway, sorry baby 

but I gotta call my homey see what he say 

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I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine 

I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot everytime 

And ain't no way I'ma let bitch made nigga worry me 

Catch me slippin, empty the clip and bury me 

Hell nah nigga have to plug me twice 

Ain't no slippin when you Thug for Life, motherfucker can you see? 

(Three) 

Never bow down let these other bitches crawl 

I'm a Thug motherfucker and these Thugs only ball 

Ain't no half steppin here, from the cradle to the grave 

I'm a muhfuckin fool, but I choose to get paid 

Now my pockets gettin empty, and I'm panicked in a fright 

Me and my bitch named Nina are fiendin tonight 

Ain't nobody livin safe, got a plot, and I'm stressin 

All I want, is my muh'fuckin money, ain't no question 

Don't try to stall little trick, cause we hit 

So bring in the scissors and get to clippin at his dick 

I'd rather die young than die old and broke 

That's why I stay drunk, and I constantly smoke 

My memories as a youngsta, hangin with the homies 

But now I'm doin bad and them bitches don't know me (Who? Who?) 

But playa haters can't fade me (Why?) 

Cause this is Thug Life nigga and we're crazy, tell me do you see? 

(Four) 

clipping at his dick, tell me do you see lifes so hard on the nigga 

panicking & fighting cradle to the crave, choose to get paid, 

ima pull it, 

outrun a bullet.