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2Pac – All Eyez On Me

2Pac performing All Eyez On Me. From the album All Eyez On Me © 1996 DRR

Lyrics:
[2Pac:] Big Syke, Newt, Hank
Beugard, Big Sur
Y’all know how this shit go
All eyes on me
Motherfuckin’ O.G
Roll up in the club and shit, is that right
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
But you know what?

[2Pac:] I bet you got it twisted you don’t know who to trust
So many playa hatin’ niggas tryin’ to sound like us
Say they ready for the funk, but I don’t think they knowin’
Straight to the depths of hell is where those cowards goin’
Well are you still down nigga, holla when you see me
And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
I got a caravan of niggas every time we ride
Hittin’ motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die; live the life of a boss playa
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-oh Benz flauntin’ flashy rings, uh
Bitches pursue me like a dream
Been know 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 nigga’s gettin’ jealous, and motherfuckers die
Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
They might hold me for a second, but these punks won’t get me
We got four niggas, in low riders, and ski masks
Screamin’ THUG LIFE every time they pass – all eyes on me

[2Pac:] Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die
Live the life of a boss playa (All eyes on me), cause even gettin’ high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die
Live the life of a boss playa, cause even gettin’ high

[Big Syke:] Hey, to my nigga ‘Pac
So much trouble in the world, nigga
Can 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
Needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerve
I’m takin’ off from the curb
The nervousness neglect make me pack a tech
Devoted to servin’ this, Moet and pay checks
Like Akai satellite nigga 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, nigga, keep on coastin’
Where you goin’ I been there, came back as lonely homie
Steady flowin’ against the grain, niggas still don’t know me
It’s about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit
It ain’t funny niggas 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, twenty-fo’ parlay
My little homie G, can’t you see, I’m busta-free
Niggas can’t stand me – all eyes on me

[2Pac:] Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die
Live the life of a boss playa (All eyes on me), cause even gettin’ high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die
Live the life of a boss playa (All eyes on me), cause even gettin’ high

[2Pac:] The feds is watchin’, niggas plottin’ to get me
Will I survive, will I die, come on let’s picture the possibility
Givin’ me charges, lawyers makin’ a grip
I told the judge I was raised wrong, and that’s why I blaze shit
Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager
On my mobile callin’ big shots on the scene major
Packin’ hundreds in my drawers; fuck the law
Bitches I fuck with a passion, I’m livin’ rough and raw
Catchin’ cases at a fast rate, ballin’ in the fast lane
Hustle ’til the mornin’, never stopped until the cash came
Live my life as a thug nigga until the day I die
Live my life as a boss playa, cause even gettin’ high
These niggas got me tossin’ shit
I put the top down, now it’s time to floss my shit
Keep your head up, nigga, make these motherfuckers suffer
Up in the Benz, burnin’ rubber
The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stress
This criminal lifestyle, equipped with the bulletproof vest
Make sure your eyes is on the mill ticket
Get your money, motherfucker, let’s get rich and we’ll kick it
All eyes on me

[2Pac:] Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die
Live the life of a boss playa (All eyes on me), cause even gettin’ high
All eyes on me
Live the life of a thug nigga, until the day I die
Live the life of a boss playa (All eyes on me), cause even gettin’ high
All eyes on me

Listen to more of Tupac’s greatest hits: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNvnh4cN6-ATAmKz-c_YiJW3j9i8hfzTx

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  1. Hank, Beugard, Big Sur
    Y'all know how this – go, you know
    All eyes on me, OG
    Roll up in the club and shit (is that right?)
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Ay you know what?

    I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
    So many player-hatin' – 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? Holla when you see me
    And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
    I got a caravan of – every time we ride
    Hittin' – up when we pass by

    Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
    F- with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyes
    'Cause all I want is cash and thangs
    A five-double-oh Benz, flauntin' flashy rings
    Uhh, – 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 – razor blade

    Say money bring – bring lies
    One – gettin' jealous and – die
    Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
    They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me
    We got four niggas in low riders and ski masks
    Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me

    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high

    Hey, to my – 'Pac
    So much trouble in the world
    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
    Mediocre's 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 – 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 -keep on coastin'
    Where you goin'? I been there, came back as lonely, homie
    Steady flowin' against the grain, – still don't know me

    It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit
    It ain't funny – 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?
    – Just can't stand me, all eyes on me

    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
    All eyes on me

    The feds is watchin' – plottin' to get me
    Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibility
    Givin' me charges, lawyers makin' a grip
    I told the judge I was raised wrong and that's why I blaze
    Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager
    On my mobile, callin' big shots on the scene major

    Packin' hundreds in my drawers – the law
    Passion, I'm livin' rough and raw
    Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast lane
    Hustle 'til the mornin', never stopped until the cash came
    Live my life as a thug – until the day I die
    Live my life as a boss player, 'cause even gettin' high
    These – got me tossin'
    I put the top down, now it's time to floss my-
    Keep your head up – make these – suffer

    Up in the Benz, burnin' rubber
    The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stress
    This criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vest
    Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket, get your money
    Get rich and we'll kick it, all eyes on me

    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
    All eyes on me

    Pay attention, my – see how that – go?
    Walk up in this – and it be like, "Bing!"
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
    I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin' a nigga, you know?
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player, all eyes on me
    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

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    Compositores: Tupac Amaru Shakur / Johnny

  2. Hank, Beugard, Big Sur
    Y'all know how this – go, you know
    All eyes on me, OG
    Roll up in the club and shit (is that right?)
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Ay you know what?
    I bet you got it twisted, you don't know who to trust
    So many player-hatin' – 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? Holla when you see me
    And let these devils be sorry for the day they finally freed me
    I got a caravan of – every time we ride
    Hittin' – up when we pass by
    Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
    F- with me and get crossed later, the futures in my eyes
    'Cause all I want is cash and thangs
    A five-double-oh Benz, flauntin' flashy rings
    Uhh, – 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 – razor blade
    Say money bring – bring lies
    One – gettin' jealous and – die
    Depend on me like the first and fifteenth
    They might hold me for a second, but these punks won't get me
    We got four niggas in low riders and ski masks
    Screamin', "Thug Life" every time they pass, all eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
    Hey, to my – 'Pac
    So much trouble in the world
    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
    Mediocre's 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 – 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 -keep on coastin'
    Where you goin'? I been there, came back as lonely, homie
    Steady flowin' against the grain, – still don't know me
    It's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shit
    It ain't funny – 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?
    – Just can't stand me, all eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
    All eyes on me
    The feds is watchin' – plottin' to get me
    Will I survive? Will I die? Come on, let's picture the possibility
    Givin' me charges, lawyers makin' a grip
    I told the judge I was raised wrong and that's why I blaze
    Was hyper as a kid, cold as a teenager
    On my mobile, callin' big shots on the scene major
    Packin' hundreds in my drawers – the law
    Passion, I'm livin' rough and raw
    Catchin' cases at a fast rate, ballin' in the fast lane
    Hustle 'til the mornin', never stopped until the cash came
    Live my life as a thug – until the day I die
    Live my life as a boss player, 'cause even gettin' high
    These – got me tossin'
    I put the top down, now it's time to floss my-
    Keep your head up – make these – suffer
    Up in the Benz, burnin' rubber
    The money is mandatory, the hoes is for the stress
    This criminal lifestyle, equipped with a bulletproof vest
    Make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket, get your money
    Get rich and we'll kick it, all eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player
    All eyes on me
    All eyes on me
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
    All eyes on me
    Pay attention, my – see how that – go?
    Walk up in this – and it be like, "Bing!"
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player 'cause even gettin' high
    I got bustas, hoes, and police watchin' a nigga, you know?
    Live the life of a thug – until the day I die
    Live the life of a boss player, all eyes on me
    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

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