Hook 1: 2Pac] When I be thuggin' til I die When I be thuggin' til I die When I be thuggin' til I die Til I die Til I die Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL! Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL!

Tech's in the place, everybody get mainy Punks better cuff your lady, can't nobody tame me Blame me, for keepin' her runny eyed rainy Ladies used to hate me, now they comin' out they panties Girls on the jock (Check), pocket full of socks (Check) Got a fat knot (Check), somethin' gone squat (Yeah) Down, puttin' it down, down for the block? (Yes) Tryin' to be hot, but you flop Wanna be shot to the top but you not DWAMN!!! I ain't never seen so much green Than when I seen when my team hit the scene It must be a dream, hit the stage, everybody holler Gettin' throwed, rippin' shows for a bigger dollar Father, I don’t wanna leave nobody toothless Cause they greedy in the middle of what I do best You finna' to see me in the TV with a few guest We 'bout to bubble baby, get you waterproof vest

(Move) When I be thuggin' til I die (Move) When I be thuggin' til I die (Move) When I be thuggin' til I die Never faded Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin' Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL! Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL!

I got glad bags with enemies, cut up so they remember me Soaked up in Hennessy, so they relatives know it's me You can bet your last dollar, I'll dick 'em and holla Ridin' these hoochies like they some heavy ass Chevy impalas Jump up and get your ass shot up For my profit pick my Glock up I'm bustin' with self-defense, you see Poppin' nobody got 'em, holla Outlaw riders, mash up on the gas pedal Vacate the scene, count the cash and stash the precious metal Niggas is too through, true to the game I claim Outlaw riders, we give a fuck what they try, I'm… ‘Cause Young Noble behind it Can you picture me stickin' niggas for they watch and chain? Kick back, lil' nigga, and watch the game

(Move) when I be thuggin' til I die (Move) when I be thuggin' til I die (Move) when I be thuggin' til I die Never faded Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin' Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL! Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL!

I spit it slow so these kids know that I'm talkin' to 'em Give it back to these damn critics and sock it to 'em I'm like a thug with a little bit of Pac influence I spew it, and look how I got you bitches rockin' to it You motherfuckers could never do it like I could do it Don't even try it, you'll look stupid, do not pursue it Don't ever in your life try to knock the truest I spit the illest shit ever been dropped in two-inch So ticky-tock, listen as the sound ticks on the clock Listen to the sound of Kim as she licks on the cock Listen to the sound of me spillin' my heart through this pen Motherfuckers know that I'll never be Marshall again Full of controversy until I retire my jersey 'Til the fire inside dies and expires at thirty And Lord, have mercy on any more of these rappers that verse me And put a curse on authorities, in the face of adversity

(Move) when I be thuggin' til I die (Move) when I be thuggin' til I die (Move) when I be thuggin' til I die Never faded Now that we made it my adversaries is player hatin' Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL! Go to a club in a pack, I'm smokin' bud in the back I wait for niggas to trip ‘cause, bitch, I love to scrap I went from rocks to zines, writin' raps and movies I went from trustin' these tricks Now they all want to sue me SO FUCK 'EM ALL!