2pac and Eazy E Real Thugs Lyrics

Aw yeah, let's take a trip
Just sit back and light a spliff with this and don't slip
On a funky-dope track jump back
Strapped with a fat boota sack and a 7-8 flak
Come clean, gangsta lean, I got green
But I serve dubs like it ain't no thing
It's so sweet, when you got money to spend
I got a proper big tilt and a fly-a__ Benz
I make ends, spend my dough on no ho
That's how it is, and that's how it goes
Act like ya know when I creep real slow
Givin love to them playaz that I know is real g's


Mobbin' like a m_________er stuck
Can you put your middle finger out the window gettin' f___ed off - liquor
Get loaded can't control it
n____ pass me the blunt and let me roll it
You get the bones act to the whole stack
keep your dough fat


Or you might get what we call the rat pack
I gives a d___ about a skanless trick
let me hit it one time and trick that sick
I don't trip, gives my dough to no ho
That's how it is, I got no love for ya


And jealous m____fuckas can't see
That it's the fame that caught these stupid b____es, pass the p____ free
So tell me why u sweatin' a m____fucka like me?
A young n____ tryin' to a hustle up some G's
You p____ a__ playa hatin' hoes speakin' down on n____s
Jumpin' around at the shows
And your the first m____fucka to jump
To the trunk when it's time for fun
Little trick a__ punk


Dump dump on a n____ with a quickness
And they got no cure for this sicknes s
I get paid for the way that I kick this
Like a g-ster, an OG-ster (who's that?)
A real playa named Eazy
And I live my life straight crazy
Don't need no punk fools payin me
And broke groupies and hootchies don't faze me
I take two steps back and release myself
To put platinum and gold on the record shelf
I don't brag, but i tell it like it straight-up is
Before you do a record, partner, handle your business


And tell me what does it take to be a G?
I started with a quarter ounce and bounced to a key
You gotta watch your back stay strapped, be alert
Started as a young m____fucka doin' dirt
And now im in the rap game like the crack game
I got enemies
Can't pretend to see my friends are not my enemies
And even thug m____fuckas wanna have fun
Stuck it, buckin' my m____fuckin magnum
What does it take to be a G?
Silence is a must, violence is a plus
Plus, shots at my adversaries
Dem n____z scary best it's time to be buried
Cause ill be buckin' in a f___in hurry

[Ice Cube]

They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the f___ we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and f___ with us (you know)
They give us guns and drugs
Then wonder why in the f___ we thugs
They wanna count the slugs
Then come around here and f___ with us

Every hood's the same {x2}
Stop trippin on me
Every hood's the same(x2)

See also:

Don Omar Muriendo de amor Lyrics
Eazy E Ole School Shit [by M Lyrics