[Intro: 2Pac]
Big Syke, 'Nook, Paint, Bogart, Big Serge (yeah)
Y'all know how this shit go (you know)
All eyes on me
Motherfuckin' OG
Roll up in the club and shit, is that right?
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
But you know what?
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
So many player-hatin' n***as tryna sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don't think they knowin'
Straight to the depths of Hell is where them cowards goin'
Well, are you still down? N***a, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of n***as every time we ride
Hittin' motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player
'Cause even when I'm high, fuck with me and get crossed later
The futures in my eyes, 'cause all I want is cash and thangs
A five-double-0 Benz, flauntin' flashy rings, uhh
Bitches pursue me like a dream
Been known to disappear before your eyes just like a dope fiend
It seems, my main thing was to be major paid
The game sharper than a motherfuckin' razor blade
Say money bring bitches, bitches bring lies
One n***a's gettin' jealous and motherfuckers died
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me
We got foe n***as and low riders in ski masks
Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
[Bridge: Big Syke]
Hey, to my n***a 'Pac
[Verse 2: Big Syke]
So much trouble in the world, n***a
Can't nobody feel your pain
The world's changin' everyday, time's movin' fast
My girl said I need a raise, how long will she last?
I'm caught between my woman and my pistol and my chips
Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip
I'm lost in the land with no plan, livin' life flawless
Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this
Mediocres got a lot of nerve
Let my bucket swerve, I'm takin' off from the curb
The nervousness neglect make me pack a TEC
Devoted to servin' this Moët and pay checks
Like Akai satellite, n***a, I'm forever ballin'
It ain't right: parasites, triggers, and fleas crawlin'
Sucker, duck and get busted, no emotion
My devotion is handlin' my business, n***a, keep on coastin'
Where you goin', I been there, came back as lonely, homie
Steady flowin' against the grain, n***as still don't know me
It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit
It ain't funny, n***as don't even know how to act, shit
What can I do? What can I say? Is there another way?
Blunts and gin all day, 24 parlay
My little homie G, can't you see I'm buster-free?
N***as can't stand me; all eyes on me
[Chorus: 2Pac]
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
[Verse 3: Trippie Redd]
Ooh, nowadays I really miss my fucking idols
So that's the title, I grab a Bible, pray for my rivals
Dead on arrival, I swear this shit did me like a cycle
Bodies and piles, blood rivers resemble Niles
They need survival, they need to rehearse a recital
I just sit back and listen to old Wayne songs
And get dome from a bitch while I brainstorm
And spit flames while I start making it rainstorm
You see I can't ignore it
You n***as gon' see it's in your brain snoring
And you sleep on me until you can't no more
'Til you can't no more
Haha, yeah, ayy
[Verse 4: Snoop Dogg]
It's like I'm 17 again
Peach fuzz on my face
Lookin', on the case
Tryna find a hella taste
Oh my god, I'm on the chase, Chevy
It's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant, sellin' it
Dippin' away, time keeps slippin' away
Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay
Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint
Upfront, four blunts, like, “Khalifa put
[Chorus: 2Pac]
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
[Verse 5: Big L]
Nobody can take nothin' from Big L but a loss, chief
The last punk who fronted got a mouth full of false teeth
I'm known to gas a hottie and blast a shotty
Got more cash than Gotti
(You don't know?) you better ask somebody
Big L is a crazy brother, and I'm a lady lover
A smooth kid that'll run up in your baby mother
I push a slick Benz, I'm known to hit skins
And get ends and commit sins with sick friends
'Cause I'm a money getter, also a honey hitter
You think you nice as me? Haha, you's a funny n***a
I flows, so one of my shows wouldn't be clever to miss
I'm leavin' competitors pissed
To tell you the truth, it gets no better than this
I'm catchin' wreck to the break of dawn
In this song, yo, it's a must that I put it on
[Chorus: 2Pac]
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
[Verse 6: Juice WRLD]
I say hi, my name is Mr. Brainless
Toting on the stainless, leave you on the pavement
My flow go brazy, that's on the daily
Its funerals for goofy hoes, I give the pussy daisies
Shaking like haiti, rock-a-bye like a baby
I'm not a Xbox, therefore you can't play me
My flow like Eminem, really it's too shady
Eminem, Wayne, and Drake damn near made me
Now I'm the next up, yo bitch giving her neck up
I had to fuck sext her, kick it out don't text her
I don't even caress her, if anything I finesse her
And you know I'm bout the Scott, drinking shit like Carreta
In the cut with beretta, at your head like beretta
My flow go forever, I don't show no effort
The way I freestyle shit, the same shit that they write
I'm piped up give you a nosebleed, you sniffing that white
[Chorus: 2Pac]
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
[Verse 7: 50 Cent]
Ain't nobody cold as me, I dress so fresh, so clean
You can find me in my whip, rockin' my Fendi drip
Man, you know just what I mean
Shinin', wrist with the rocks on it, Buscemis with locks on it
Everything my voice on, this shit knock, don't it?
Balenciaga saga, I'm in Bergdorf ballin'
It's just another episode, my hoes, I spoil 'em
She like the fly shit and I like to buy shit
Shit, I'm gettin' stupid money, what else we gon' do with money?
Bitch, we be ballin' out, the king bring you 50 bottles
Tonight, we gon' blow a check, worry 'bout your shit tomorrow
The turn up be so real, we 'bout to be super lit
Boy, I'm kickin' straight facts, that's just how we do this shit
Tomorrow, we hangin' over 'til we start feelin' sober
Then it's time to start it over, here we go again
[Chorus: 2Pac]
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
[Verse 8: Ice-T]
Yo, it's time for me to pump the volume
No problem, the record's revolvin'
Evil's the mixer, I'm the rap trickster
Paparazzi on the bum rush for pictures
Ice, coolin', yo colder than ever
Punk executioner E, pull the lever
Rotate the wax then cut an' axe the tracks
Push up the levels till the red lights max
Don't try to size up, you better wise up
To the rap criminals, we're succeeded
Dope beats and lyrics, no beepers needed
For this drug deal, I'm the big wheel
The dope I'm sellin', you don't smoke, you feel
Out on the dance floor, on my world tour
I'm sellin' dope in each and every record store
[Chorus: 2Pac]
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
[Verse 9: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
So I glanced at the girls, girls glanced at me
I whispered in their ear: "Wanna be with me?"
You wanna look pretty though, in my video
Ol' Dirty on the hat and I let you all know
Just dance if you caught up in the holy ghost trance
If you stop I'ma put the killer ants in your pants
I'm the O-D-B as you can see
F.B.I., don't you be watching me
I don't want no problems, ‘cause I'll put you down
In the ground where you can not be found
I'm just Dirt Dog trying to make some money
So give me my streaks and give me my honey!
Radios play this all day, everyday
Recognize I'm a fool and you love me!
None of you, NUH, better look at me funny
NUH, you know my name, now give me my money!
[Chorus: 2Pac]
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player (All eyes on me) 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug n***a until the day I die
Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
All eyes on me
[Outro: 2Pac]
Pay attention, my n***as! See how that shit go?
N***a walk up in this motherfucker and it be like, "Bing!"
Cops, bitches, every-motherfuckin'-body
(Live my life as a thug n***a until the day I die)
(Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)
I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin' a n***a, you know?
(I live my life as a thug n***a until the day I die)
(Livin' life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)
He he he, it's like what they think
I'm walkin' around with some ki's in my pocket or somethin'
They think I'm goin' back to jail, they really on that dope
(Live my life as a thug n***a until the day I die)
(Live my life as a boss playa)
I know y'all watchin', I know y'all got me in the scopes
(Live my life as a thug n***a until the day I die)
(Live my life as a boss playa, 'cause even gettin' high)
I know y'all know this is Thug Life, baby!
Y'all got me under surveillance, huh?
All eyes on me, but I'm knowin'