Life’s So Hard lyrics

[Intro]
Ma-ah-an, it ain't easy
They got me goin' cold-hearted
Probation, violation, incarceration, frustration, you know
f*ck that, n*gga, damn near about to start basin'
It's hard, hard on a n*gga (*coughing*)
Hard on a n*gga ("Yeah, it is. Yeah, it is.")
(*whispered*) Kill, kill, kill, murder, murder, murder
Watch out, n*gga

[Hook: 2Pac w/ Daz Dillinger, Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G

[Collision]
Daz in this motherf*cker
Alright boy, drop that sh*t
Wassup man?
Always listen to that sh*t?
That thug criminal sh*t?
Peep game, n*gga, peep game
Feel me
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Travel through my mind, am I blind it's a shame
Young n*ggas gettin' murdered straight took out the game
As I sit here puffin' on a cigarette
Gotta be ready, never know who's plottin' on a n*ggas death
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'f*cker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by n*ggas but nary a motherf*cker down to watch my back
These are the b*tch made n*ggas, you been played, n*gga
While you starvin' and broke they pullin' six figures
Oooh, what can you do?
When you can't trust your crew
Time to bust out the twenty-two
Boo-yaow!
Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin' on this Hennessy
Tell me, do you feel me?
Hey, I have no remorse
As I take another sip of my liquor and spit my sick thoughts, oooh

[Hook: 2Pac w/ Daz Dillinger, Snoop Doggy Dogg] (x2)
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Thuggin' to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the first muh'f*cker that can outrun a bullet
It's them Thug Life n*ggas and we don't like tricks
Got these punk wannabes and they jockin' like b*tches
Now my riches is gettin' hoes on it's own
f*ck a mystery, do you wanna get with me, then let's bone
I'ma take her to my hideout, cause I'm smokin' that spinach
And stayin' strong to the finish and then I ride out
See you on the freeway, sorry baby
But I gotta call my homie, see what he say
I ain't got no time, I gotta get mine
I keep my mind on my loot, I'll shoot every time
And ain't no way I'ma let b*tch made n*gga worry me
Catch me slippin', empty the clip and bury me
Hell nah, n*gga, have to plug me twice
Ain't no slippin' when you thug for life
Motherf*cker, can you see?

[Hook: 2Pac w/ Daz Dillinger, Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
[Verse 3: 2Pac]
Never bow down let these other b*tches crawl
I'm a thug motherf*cker and these thugs only ball
Ain't no half steppin' here, from the cradle to the grave
I'm a muh'f*ckin' fool, but I choose to get paid
Now my pockets gettin' empty, and I'm panicked in a fright
Me and my b*tch named Nina are fiendin' tonight
Ain't nobody livin' safe, got a plot and I'm stressin'
All I want is my muh'f*ckin' money, ain't no question
Don't try to stall, little trick, cause we hit
So bring in the scissors and get to clippin' at his di*k
I'd rather die young than die old and broke
That's why I stay drunk, and I constantly smoke
My memories as a youngsta, hangin' with the homies
But now I'm doin' bad and them b*tches don't know me ("Who? Who?")
But playa haters can't fade me ("Why?")
Cause this is Thug Life n*gga and we're crazy
Tell me, do you see?

[Hook: 2Pac w/ Daz Dillinger, Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G

[Verse 4: 2Pac]
Yeah, constantly runnin' from danger ain't no stranger to cop cars
Gettin' arrested and tested wearin' a vest and don't drop my guards
My life is hectic my homies send mail from jail
n*ggas in hell got some horrible stories to tell
I'm catchin' cases and still tryin' to stack a grip
The IRS is tryin' to stress off a n*gga's sh*t
A young n*gga never had a prayer to prevail
And all my peers doin' years locked up in jail
What can I do, stay strapped, get a bigger crew
And creep around with them Dogg Pound n*ggas, too
And now we rich ain't no b*tch that can touch us
And it's a trip, how we clown, when we f*ck sl*ts
Bust nuts then I cut, that's my new thang
And motherf*ckers got on do-rags

[Hook: 2Pac w/ Daz Dillinger, Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G
Now tell me do you see
Life's so hard on a n*gga when you livin' like a G

[Collision: 2Pac]
Can I get paid, can I get paid, can I motherf*ckin' get paid
n*gga can work for his money all motherf*ckin' day and still never see a piece of it, you understand me?
It's not about the nice guy
It's about the hardworkin' motherf*ckin' thug n*gga
If you ain't a thug, n*gga, you ain't really doin' nothin'
You ain't really makin' nothin'
These motherf*ckin' po-po's and these pink folks got it all locked up for us to fail
See how they did O.J., and they doin' n*ggas like that all day
So, if you don't watch your motherf*ckin' stack, believe me, this could be your last breath