2Pac / All Eyez On MeHank, Beugard, Big SurYall know how this - go, you knowAll eyes on me, OGRoll up in the club and shit (is that right?)All eyes on meAll eyes on meAy you know what?I bet you got it twisted, you dont know who to trustSo many player-hatin - tryna sound like usSay they ready for the funk, but I dont think they knowinStraight to the depths of Hell is where them cowards goinWell, are you still down? Holla when you see meAnd let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed meI got a caravan of - every time we rideHittin - up when we pass byUntil I die, live the life of a boss player, cause even when Im highF- with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyesCause all I want is cash and thangsA five-double-oh Benz, flauntin flashy ringsUhh, - pursue me like a dreamBeen known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiendIt seems, my main thing was to be major paidThe game sharper than a - razor bladeSay money bring - bring liesOne - gettin jealous and - dieDepend on me like the first and fifteenthThey might hold me for a second, but these punks wont get meWe got four niggas in low riders and ski masksScreamin, "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on meLive the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss playerAll eyes on meAll eyes on meLive the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss player cause even gettin highHey, to my - PacSo much trouble in the worldCant nobody feel your painThe worlds changin everyday, times movin fastMy girl said I need a raise, how long will she last?Im caught between my woman and my pistol and my chipsTriple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dipIm lost in the land with no plan, livin life flawlessCrime boss, contraband, let me toss thisMediocres got a lot of nerveLet my bucket swerve, Im takin off from the curbThe nervousness neglect make me pack a TECDevoted to servin this Moët and pay checksLike Akai satellite - Im forever ballinIt aint right: parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlinSucker, duck and get busted, no emotionMy devotion is handlin my business -keep on coastinWhere you goin? I been there, came back as lonely, homieSteady flowin against the grain, - still dont know meIts about the money in this rap shit, this crap shitIt aint funny - dont even know how to act, shitWhat can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?Blunts and gin all day, 24 parlayMy little homie G, cant you see Im buster-free?- Just cant stand me, all eyes on meLive the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss playerAll eyes on meAll eyes on meLive the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss player cause even gettin highAll eyes on meThe feds is watchin - plottin to get meWill I survive? Will I die? Come on, lets picture the possibilityGivin me charges, lawyers makin a gripI told the judge I was raised wrong and thats why I blazeWas hyper as a kid, cold as a teenagerOn my mobile, callin big shots on the scene majorPackin hundreds in my drawers - the lawPassion, Im livin rough and rawCatchin cases at a fast rate, ballin in the fast laneHustle til the mornin, never stopped until the cash cameLive my life as a thug - until the day I dieLive my life as a boss player, cause even gettin highThese - got me tossinI put the top down, now its time to floss my-Keep your head up - make these - sufferUp in the Benz, burnin rubberThe money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stressThis criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vestMake sure your eyes is on the meal ticket, get your moneyGet rich and well kick it, all eyes on meLive the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss playerAll eyes on meAll eyes on meLive the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss player cause even gettin highAll eyes on mePay attention, my - see how that - go?Walk up in this - and it be like, "Bing!"Live the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss player cause even gettin highI got bustas, hoes, and police watchin a nigga, you know?Live the life of a thug - until the day I dieLive the life of a boss player, all eyes on meHe he he, its like what they think?Im walkin around with some kis in my pocket or somethinThey think Im goin back to jail, they really on that dope
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