Stay True

Yeah ****, drop the top on your mothafuckin' ride

This how we do on the West Coast, baby

Rollin' down the 405 gettin' high

White boys damn near wrecked their shit to check my ride

I ain't being bootsy

Cruisin' in a six-o Impala drivin' like I'm in a hooptie

My car full of baller caps

Keep your hand on the strap and take all the craps

**** know my steel-lo, all legit

But I'm draped like a **** movin' kilos

Shit don't stop

'Cause I can make that ass drop, make the front pop

And hit the three wheel motion, all day

Hit the freeway, take it easy, uh

Let's slide, pick up some hoochies

Ride right back to the movies

High, talkin' back to the screen, drinkin' liquor

Havin' big dreams of gettin' richer

I'm livin' that

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Big Stretch, represent the real, ****

Flex, Live Squad in this motherfucker, cats wreck

Thug life, sharp as a rough knife

Shakin' the dice, we roll on dubs with nothin' nice

So the vice wanna follow us around

Raise up, got 'em runnin' as we clown through the town

And blaze up, another one

Had to throw another gun

Don't need another case, you can see it on my face, son

But I ain't fallin' yet

And I gotta give a shout to where my baller set

Mopreme, tell 'em why the hoes dream

Gettin' high off a **** like a dope fiend

'Cause I'm non-stop, and I'm always hustlin'

Twenty four seven, ain't nothin' proper when a

Young G's flippin' keys for a livin'

Try to make a mill off the time I'm given

Drivin'' mad, I'm crazy, can't nobody fade me

And I been goin' insane lately

And everybody tryna hold me back

I'm 'bout to snap, you better move back

You know I live the

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do

Man, I don't worry about the five-o

If they start 'cause it's all about survival

Just stay smart, keep your mind on your bank roll

Always stay ahead of these stank hoes

These days it's an all out rat race

And look at me just caught another cat case

That makes three

My lawyers gettin' cash up the ass

Don't even ask, why I'm buck wild

Don't smile, don't laugh

To the young Gs comin' up, peep game

Don't let the money make you change or act strange

Stay focused, all in together now

Keep pumping loud to the crowd, put  the top down

Is that Tupac, Thug Life? Hell yeah

Try to dirty up my name but it's still here

Which way do I turn? I'm strapped

Lost in the storm, I can't turn back with that

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)

Thug life, y'all know the rules

Gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay true)