2pac - P.Y.T
2PAC Now tell me who's afraid of these young thugsLook how we came up out the gutter where we slung drugsAmerica... eats it's babiesIt's crazyWill somebody save me from this shit they might slay meGot me in cuffs I'm gettin' locked up dailySend me to jail 'cause I rebel on what they tell meMy lifestyle's got the law tryin' to capture meAnd then the courts and the whole force after meI'm hittin' niggas like they fencesIt was senselessIt's like the whole world's against usThen they wonder why I'm cusin'Bustin' at the world don't trust 'emMe and my homies sayin' fuck 'emRollin' in my 6.4. ImpallaAll about makin' dollarsSometimes it makes me wanna holla out, it's cool!And if I'm motivated baby make a move'Cause us thugs get lonely too... Now all I heard her sayin' was... Female's voice PYT.. Play young thugsYou need some lovin'Our black men... they go to Radio State... Uhh...
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