| I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
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| Fiendin' for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
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| Picture a nigga on the verge of livin' insane
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| I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
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| Now tell if I’m wrong
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| But sayin' «Fuck the world» got you deeper in my songs
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| Drinkin' 'til I earl, spendin' money 'til it’s gone
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| It’s the good life — maybe niggas got it goin' on
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| Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn’t have to slang crack
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| Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
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| Please forgive me for my wicked ways, fuck a bitch
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| Bad Boy niggas eat a dick a day, bumpin' this
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| Lord have mercy it’s a slaughter
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| So wicked that my tracks is wettin' niggas like it’s water
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| I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
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| But I’m a baller now, nigga, I live the good life
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| This is the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb niggas that, trust the hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t die
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| See, we live the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t die
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| No one knows what the, future holds, for you
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| Haha, listen closely
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| They say reach in yo' heart and you’ll find your mind
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| Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
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| My after time is narrow, peepin' down the barrel of a foe
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| Just a nigga or a killer I don’t know so
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| Who makes the call will I fall a victim like the rest?
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| Slug in the chest, one in the dome and make sure I’m gone
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| Send me home all alone in these cold streets
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| In desperation constantly drinkin' and I can’t sleep
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| Neck deep strugglin' tryin' to survive
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| Some wanna die I wanna stay alive, eyes on the prize
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| Let me modify this whole region
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| I declare this sucker duckin' season, give me the reason
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| Why I should change, into a softie
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| after livin' so loftily
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| It cost me my soul out of control in a devil’s world
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| Me, my niggas, and my girl — livin' the good life!
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| We live the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t die
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| Uh ha, We live the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t die
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| I spend my days and nights not knowin' if, strays in flight
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| Gon' finally catch me, it’s the good life, can you hear me?
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| Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
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| Last night we off the hook, doin' way too much
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| But it’s the fast lane only, big dealin' big ceilin'
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| All for the money, some kill some squeal
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| All for the money, most ain’t even real
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| But we still call 'em homies, now what the fuck is that?
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| Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
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| I watch 'em all plot and fall while we come up and gain
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| Outlaw never surrender is the call when you hear us comin'
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| Bitch nigga get to runnin' 'fore my click get to gunnin'
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| Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
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| We still tryin' to get a hold of the game
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| Livin' that good life
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| We live the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t die, uhh
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| We live the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t, uhh
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| We live the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb niggas that, trust these hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t die, uhh
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| This is the good life, fuck my foes
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| God bless the dumb bitches that, trust these hoes
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| Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
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| And live the good life, 'cause thug niggas don’t die |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Good Life , by - 2Pac. Song from the album Until The End Of Time, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп