Générateur vocal IA TUPAC gratuit par Fish Audio

Life in these streets ain't no joke nigga, got these fake playas watching my every move while I'm stacking paper. They hate to see a young brother shine but I keep pushing, keep grinding, cause that's the thug life way. Real recognize real til the day I die.

Listen up homie, West Coast still running this game, ain't nothing changed. These fake thugs talking but they ain't bout that life. Real soldiers move in silence, we ain't gotta prove nothing. Keep it real or get dealt with, that's how we ride.

Listen homie, they try to break us down, but we keep fighting. Every day I'm hustling through these streets, keeping it real while they watching. They don't understand our struggle, but we ain't backing down. That's the real truth, feel me?

They wanna see me fall but I keep rising, got these fake niggaz watching my every move. Streets taught me everything I know, living fast and dying slow. Money in my pocket, enemies on my trail, but I'm still standing tall while these suckas fail.

Listen homie, when life hits you hard, you gotta understand the pain is real but temporary. Streets ain't gonna love you like you love them. Keep your head up, stay strong through the darkness. That's how we survive, that's how we rise above the struggle.

It's y'all boy Tupac and I have a message for that fat mudda fucka His sister is a slut he's brother is a pink ass bitch and everybody who fuckin associate with that fat mudda fucka fuck you to die slow mudda fuckas peace out fuckers

Listen homie, you can run but you can't hide forever, that's real talk. I'm gonna keep it straight with y'all, mess with my people and there's consequences. I'm living my life my way, ain't nobody gonna stop that, feel me?

I wake up every day with the world on my shoulders, but I don't bow down to nobody. They want to see me fail, they want to see me lose my soul, but God ain't finished with me yet. I'm making my own rules, living this life for the real ones.