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thug life - it hurts the most (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: stretch]
woke up one morning and i’m feeling good
misunderstood, i’m f-cking kingpin in my neighborhood
i’m getting money with my n-ggas
the young guns, not the ones pull their f-cking triggas
it figures, the phone rang, hamie brang some bad news
tellin’ from the tone of his voice my n-gga had the blues
saying such and such caught much, ya buckshot

and his body was discovered by the cops
the phone dropped, my brain locked in shock
started smoking mad weed but the pain wouldn’t stop
my n-gga, they took my n-gga, nah f-ck that
we going on a hunt and when i find him i’m a buck that
fool ’til he drool and he croak
i’m runnin’ on his block n-gga watch the glock smoke
provoke the hit sh-t i want my vengeance
then i skid off and get away with my intelligence
and then back around the way it’s so cold for you
yeah, gunshots to my fallen crew

[hook]
when your n-gga dies it hurts the most
boom boom boom got me shootin’ at a ghost
when your n-gga dies it hurts the most
boom boom boom got me shootin’ at a ghost
when your n-gga dies it hurts the most
boom boom boom got me shootin’ at a ghost
when your n-gga dies it hurts the most
boom boom boom got me shootin’ at a ghost

[verse 2: 2pac]
revenge is sweet
on the streets, understand me
gotta retaliate get it straight, locate the n-gga’s family
and i’m rollin’ in my jeep top speed, ready to pull the trigger
on any b-tch -ss n-gga, who got weed
they k!lled my homie and i’m restless
gotta get em back
a n-gga with a mac and a death wish
tears in my eyes, don’t cry
look up in the sky, wonder why
do everybody gotta die
another soulja in a casket
can’t eat, can’t sleep, till i, bury them b-st-rds
his family is fallin’ into pieces, his momma don’t understand the madness
i can’t explain the drama
and it hurts the most, when its someone close
i smoke weed, cause i’m losin’ hope
and any dope can see, the ghettos fulla’ drug dealers
but ain’t n0body born a k!lla’
but it hurts the most

[verse 3: mopreme]
one man, drowning in the quick sand
put my n-gga down with my full proof plan
on the other avenues that we tried was blocked
so its time to put in work with the 10 milly plot
and in no time flat, had the f-cking money sack
i’m a guard it all a hundred g’s in my arms
all thanks to my n-gga
who took the most risk, even though i was a little bigger
i thought it would be alright
just bust another right and get ghost down a [?]
but a f-cking pig cut him off
my n-gga won’t soft, he let his 9 off
and that will be the only way i’ll take it
filled him full of led and i’m raising his babies
now the money don’t come close
cause when a friend dies it hurts the most, we living thug life

[verse 4: e-moneybags]
it started from, word to jerry, foes was buried
started cruiteens? adolescence commissaries
campless? militants early age, you ain’t getting sh-t
all the thoughts of sleeping with, can’t? we would have been living this
bodies in the river-split, drug kingpins, brothers finger split, apples?? man called him richie rich
them rollers in brooklyn was, the stories of me
no intent, remind of 50 cent
from for cream? my n-ggas taught me
a thug way of life, i was from sumberland? the boys caught me
the family came together, lawyer fees was costly
that’s i’m the general of the cl!ck, known as the boss e
i leave a thought, manifest the reality
in the middle of the beef, expect of the casualty

[verse 5: majesty]
my n-ggas gone and they still can’t touch this sh-t
sneaking from the grand stand? with the ruckless sh-t
got the m-n-script to live
stay survivors from the flesh of the spirit world always stay the loudess’
spittin’ out the tightess, so? contraficial arthritis, mayn? ain’t no problem we can’t solve
f-ck a harder s-m-n
immortal being
it’s not a lie cus all ya’ll seeing
thug funkateer, thug life pioneers
players of the year, we be players of the years
shifting gears in the drop jag wiping off the tears
want my n-ggas in the flesh here
f-ck the chanelling, whisper we all rushing through
wrecking sh-t that gremelin’?
like old times, back to back rocking hard rhymes
hit the tunnel watch chickers? rocker by me shine
it still goes on, but it’ll never be the same n-ggas
stretch, big yak, pac my cup main n-ggas

[outro]
boom boom boom got me shootin’ at a ghost
boom boom boom got me shootin’ at a ghost
boom boom boom got me shootin’ at a ghost

- thug life lyrics

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