[2Pac]
  I was so money orientated, initiated as a thug
  Fiendin for wicked adventures, ambitious as I was
  Picture a nigga on the verge of livin insane
  I sold my soul for a chance to kick it and bang
  Now tell if I'm wrong
  but sayin "Fuck the world" got you deeper in my songs
  Drinkin 'til I earl, spendin money 'til it's gone
  It's the good life - maybe niggaz got it goin on
  Now maybe if I died, and came back, wouldn't have to slang crack
  Addicted to the game, so obviously we came strapped
  Please forgive me for my wicked ways, fuck a bitch
  Bad Boy niggaz eat a dick a day, bumpin this
  Lord have mercy it's a slaughter
  So wicked that my tracks is wettin niggaz like it's water
  I learned my lessons as a thug in these wicked ass hood fights
  But I'm a baller now, nigga, I live the good life
    [Chorus]
  This is the good life, fuck my foes
  God bless the dumb niggaz that, trust them hoes
  Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
  and live the good life, cause thug niggaz don't die
  We live the good life, fuck my foes
  God bless the dumb niggaz that, trust these hoes
  Found a way to stack money guaranteed to rise
  and live the good life, cause thug niggaz don't die
    [Big Syke]
  No one knows what the, future holds, but you
  Haha.. listen close
  They say reach in yo' heart and you'll find your mind
  Every day in the streets, got my foresight blind
  My after time is narrow, peepin down the barrel of a foe
  Just a nigga or a killer I don't know so
  who makes the call will I fall a victim like the rest?
  Slug in the chest, one in the dome and make sure I'm gone
  Send me home all alone in these cold streets
  In desperation constantly drinkin and I can't sleep
  Neck deep strugglin tryin to survive
  SOme wanna die I wanna stay alive, eyes on the prize
  Let me modify this whole region
  I declare this sucker duckin season, give me the reason
  why I should change, into a softie
  .. after living so loftily
  It cost me my soul out of control in a devil's world
  Me, my niggaz, and my girl - livin the good life!
    [Chorus]
    [E.D.I.]
  I spend my days and nights not knowin if, strays in flight
  gon' finally catch me, it's the good life, can you hear me?
  Clearly over the edge, soon as I wake up
  Last night we off the hook, doin way too much
  But it's the fast lane only, big dealin big ceiling
  All for the money, some kill some squeal
  All for the money, most ain't even real
  but we still call 'em homies, now what the fuck is that?
  Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game
  I watch 'em all plot and fall while we come up and gain
  Outlaw never surrender is the call when you hear us comin
  Better start to get to runnin 'fore my click get to gunnin
  Still in the midst of all the stress and pain
  I'm still tryin to get a hold of the game, livin that good life
    [Chorus- 2X (w/ minor variations)]