2PAC Now tell me who's afraid of these young thugs Look how we came up out the gutter where we slung drugs America... eats it's babies It's crazy Will somebody save me from this shit they might slay me Got me in cuffs I'm gettin' locked up daily Send me to jail 'cause I rebel on what they tell me My lifestyle's got the law tryin' to capture me And then the courts and the whole force after me I'm hittin' niggas like they fences It was senseless It's like the whole world's against us Then they wonder why I'm cusin' Bustin' at the world don't trust 'em Me and my homies sayin' fuck 'em Rollin' in my 6.4. Impalla All about makin' dollars Sometimes 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 P.Y.T... Play young thugs You need some lovin' Our black men... they go to Radio State... Uhh...