[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
[2Pac:] Some say my criminal experience is legendary I do what’s necessary Niggas 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 nigga 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 niggas 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
[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, nigga 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
[Mutah (K-Dogg):] The game is gettin’ deeper with this I couldn’t stop, I’m reminiscin’ And havin’ flashbacks when them niggas came up missin’ (Wish in my heart, these niggas 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 array to keep my head fine (And I’m where, Everywhere from here to bedtime) Yeah nigga 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 niggas is frontin’) Do you really want it? Niggas dyin’…
[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
[Big Mal (Yak):] Now, we’re in ’94, Niggas 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 nigga 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
[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, nigga 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
[2Pac:] What nigga? Young motherfuckin’ Thugs, let’s out do it Don’t make enemies with me nigga Y’all better fuck with these other niggas You don’t see it Don’t make enemies with me Motherfuckers is fatal nigga I swear by the Gods Don’t make enemies with me nigga Niggas 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 niggas ain’t shit That’s on my mama bring the drama, nigga Young Thugs, fuck the drugs These niggas makin’ records, y’all niggas best to check it Cause y’all gonna get yo asshole tore They tearin’ patches out you niggas ass All y’all niggas, I don’t give a fuck who you runnin’ with This is thug life nigga, 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 niggas You better be friendly motherfucker, I swear to God We runnin’ through, smile from handshake