Thug Life – Str8 Ballin' Lyrics

Thug Life – Str8 Ballin' Lyrics
Str8 Ballin'
Thug Life
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    "Str8 Ballin'." - Thug Life

    Album: Resurrection (Music From and Inspired By the Motion Picture)
    Track No: 12
    I would share the definition of ballin' with you white folks
    But now
    The game is to be sold and not told, so uh, **** ****
    I'm just living and a-loving
    Looking for the moment
    When you've got time to kill
    I'm up before the sunrise, first to hit the block
    Lil' bad mother**** with a **** **** **** ****
    Learn to throw them thangs, get my skinny little **** kicked
    And **** laugh till the first mother**** got ****
    I put the **** **** **** ****
    Now they coverin' the bastard in plastic
    I smoke **** on the regular, **** when it counts
    I'm tryna make a million dollars out a ****
    And gettin' ghost on the 5-0
    **** **** ****
    Gotta **** screaming out, "Survival"
    **** **** can I lay low?
    **** **** ****
    Holla "one-time" when I say so
    Don't wanna go to the pen, I'm hittin' fences
    Narcs on a **** back, missin' me by inches
    And they say, how do you survive weighing 165
    In the city where the skinny **** die
    Tell Mama, "Don't cry"
    Even when they kill me
    They can never take the game from a young G
    I'm straight ballin'
    I'm just living and a-loving
    Waiting for the moment
    When you've got time to kill
    Yeah, straight ballin'
    I'm just living and a-loving
    Waiting for the moment
    When you've got time to kill
    I'm still on parole and I'm the first **** servin'
    Pour some liquor on the curb for my **** that deserve it
    But if I wanna make a million, I gotta **** ****
    It's kinda boomin' 'round the way, and today I'll make a killin'
    Dressin' down like I'm dirty, but only on the block
    It's a clever disguise to keep from runnin' from the cops
    I'm gettin' ****, think I'll die if I don't get no ends
    I'm in the bucket, but I'm ridin' it like it's a Benz
    I hit the strip and let my music bump
    Drinkin' liquor and I'm looking for some **** ****
    Rather die making money than live poor and legal
    As I **** **** ****, I wish it was a ****
    I need money in a major way
    Time to **** my **** **** **** gettin' paid
    You other mother**** crawlin'
    But me and my **** thug ****
    We straight ballin'
    I'm just livin' and a-lovin'
    Waitin' for the moment
    When you've got time to kill
    I'm just living and a-loving
    Waiting for the moment
    When you've got time to kill
    Damned if I don't and damned if a **** do
    So watch a young **** pull a **** just to raise up
    But don't let 'em see you cry
    Dry your eyes young ****, time to do or die
    I keep a **** in my pocket, ready
    On my block, ain't no time for a **** to even ****
    And I done seen a mother**** beat pain
    **** **** **** 'cause he slept on the game
    And ain't a damn thing changed
    You shakin' the dice, now roll 'em
    If you can't stand pain, better hold 'em
    'Cause ain't no tellin' what you might roll
    You might fold, catch AIDS from a slight cold, ****
    Best to live your life to the fullest
    **** **** **** ***** ***** ****
    **** **** **** **** **** **** ****
    'Cause even when they kill me
    They can never take the game from a young G
    We straight ballin'
    I'm just living and a-loving
    Waitin' for the moment
    When you've got time to kill
    You know, we straight ballin'
    I'm just living and a-loving
    Waiting for the moment
    When you've got time to kill
    To my **** in the penitentiary
    Loc up like a mother**** when they mention me
    'Cause you **** with the realest mother**** ever born
    And once again it's on, I'm bustin' on these **** till they gone
    Now, who the hell can you get to stop me?
    I'm in the projects parlayin' with my posse
    I keep my **** **** **** 'cause they all shady
    I finally made it, now these jealous **** tryna fade me
    I ain't going out, I'd rather **** ****
    I'm on the corner with my **** watchin' cash stack
    And I came up a long way from food stamps
    And takin'**** from the lowlife ghetto tramps
    How could you blame me? If they sweat me, I'ma **** ****
    What could I do? Pull my **** **** **** **** ****
    I'm representin' to the fullest, giving devil slugs
    I'm on the block **** **** with the young thugs
    And mother****, we be ballin'
    All mother**** day long, stay strong
    We straight ballin'

    Writer(s): 2Pac.

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