High Til I Die (Alternate Original Version) Thug Life (Ft. Don Jagwarr)

[2Pac talking]
(Coughing)
Oh shit
(Coughing)
Damn
Ay, this for you punk motherfucker's in Marin

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Game true, ain't got time for fools
Money on my mind so my nine rules
Time to, make weight, niggas gettin' crazy paid
And hatin' bitches for the games they play
So nigga, pull quick
But better be quicker than the next, motherfucker on the, trigger
'Cause I'm static
Startin' to be a fuckin' habbit gotta keep my automatic or get my ass kicked
When I'm in traffic, it's kinda rough and, I drive a bucket
Live the Thug Life nigga screaming, fuck It
Love to throw my middle finger to the Police
No bucks, no justice, no peace
Smokin' blunts till I pass out (Coughing)
Yeah nigga, gettin' assed out
Rollin' in my nigga's glass house
Drivin' fast, talkin' to bitches whippin' cash out {fade out}
I'm with my niggas, so fuck the suckers, buck the busters
Smokin' Chronic motherfucker's causin' ruckus
It's the last of the Dank, pull over
Can't hear a damn thing sober
High till I die