[Intro: 2Pac]
Young Thugs in this motherfucker
Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble
Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Some say my criminal experience is legendary
I do what's necessary
N***as wanna see me buried
Worried, if you comin' hurried
I ain't goin' down, fuck the world I'm a thug
Tell 'em can't nothin' stop me but a slug
I went from drug dealin' to a shot caller
From off the block, no longer rock
And puttin' money in my pocket, nationwide baller
Bitch n***a I'm prepared to die, Before I fry
I hit the weed so I be forever high
My eyes has seen so much in misery, So before I flee
I open fire let the Lord pick the first to bleed
Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thuggin'
Tell 'em bury me a G on everything I love
And fuck the law 'cause the raw n***as ain't free
This picture's clear but we can't see, hahaha
This game is jealousy, Don't let 'em change
That's what they keep on tellin' me, motherfuck the fame
I can't sleep 'cause I keep hearin' peeps
Loaded Mossberg wrapped in my sheets
[Hook: 2Pac]
Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You rather fuck with these other little G's
Don't make enemies with me, n***a
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You rather fuck with these other little G's
Don't make enemies with me

[Verse 2: Mutah & K-Dogg]
The game is gettin' deeper with this I couldn't stop, I'm reminiscin'
And havin' flashbacks when them n***as came up missin'
Wish in my heart, these n***as they ain't have to start
Now therefore they gotta see in dark
Played the part with heart when we spark they part
Runnin' silly through the court, they don't really wanna start
How you wanna do?, yo K, anyway
These motherfuckers wanna play we can do it all day
So I stay, sippin' on my aray to keep my head fine
And I'm where, Everywhere from here to bedtime (yeah n***a)
And I squeeze when I say I'm comin'
Straight gunnin' on enemies if it's really me that they wantin'
'Cause it ain't nothin', y'all n***as is frontin'
Do you really want it? n***as dyin'...
[Hook: 2Pac]
Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You rather fuck with these other little G's
Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You rather fuck with these other little G's
Don't make enemies with me

[Verse 3: Big Mal & Yak]
Now, we're in '94, N***as get bust through the do'
[?] in a flash sittin' on that ass And rarely fold
Galitter tell 'em 'bout that trife shit You wanna fight?
I wanna light shit, you lose your life bitch (bee-yatch!)
A n***a struggle too hard for what I got
Hustle And doubled every fuckin' yard that I cop and stop
Hell nah! I couldn't see it
Facin' a century in the Penitentiary but so be it
And Jesus couldn't help me out the state
Prepare for an early date to see my fate at the pearly gate
But wait No time for stallin' But death is callin'
You wanna stomp on it somebody's gotta start fallin'
True, what I do from sun up is for a come up
Wake up with my gun up 'Cause when I sneak that's when they run up
So It's time to spray like Ray
And put the freeze on these fake G's You know how we do
[Hook: 2Pac]
Don't make enemies with me
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You rather fuck with these other little G's
Don't make enemies with me, n***a
I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see
Don't make enemies with me
You rather fuck with these other little G's
Don't make enemies with me

[Outro: 2Pac]
What n***a? Young motherfuckin' Thugs, let's out do it
Don't make enemies with me n***a
Y'all better fuck with these other n***as
You don't see it
Don't make enemies with me
Motherfuckers is fatal n***a
I swear by the Gods
Don't make enemies with me n***a
N***as gonna see they caskets fuckin' with these bastards
Don't make enemies with me
It's for all those motherfuckers that's swearin' to God
That they be doin' something
Don't make enemies with me
That they touchin' something
That they being something
Y'all n***as ain't shit
That's on my mama bring the drama, n***a
Young Thugs, fuck the drugs
These n***as makin' records, y'all n***as best to check it
'Cause y'all gonna get yo asshole tore
They tearin' patches out you n***as ass
All y'all n***as, I don't give a fuck who you runnin' with
This is Thug Life n***a, the new generation motherfucker
Young Thugs we chin checkin' all you junior high school motherfuckers
Y'all better feel this shit, don't make enemies with these n***as
You better be friendly motherfucker, I swear to God
We runnin' through, smile from handshake