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run tha streetz (demo version 3) - 2pac lyrics

[chorus: michel’le]
you can run the streets with your thugs
i’ll just be waitin’ for you
until you get through, i’ll be waitin’
you can run the streets with your thugs
i’ll be waitin’ for you
until you get through, i’ll be waitin’

[collision: 2pac]
hey yo, storm, honestly i think
i can f*ck with a motherf*cker like you
see, i don’t like a motherf*cker that be all lonely and sh*t
all up under me, tellin’ me we havin’ gold
in case she gold ringin’ when i’m comin’ home
and all of that ol’ crazy sh*t, what type of life i live

[verse 1: 2pac]
now peep it, here go the secret on how to keep a playa
some love makin’ and homecookin’, i’ll see you later
it don’t take a lot to keep a n*gga heart
must be a lady in the light but real freaky in the dark
plus i got some enemies, baby, hold my pistol
and wrap your arms around a n*gga every time i kiss you
can you visualize the picture: me and you in ecstasy?
don’t be upset, it’s good s*x, when you next to me
do you wanna test me, put your tired head on my chest?
a thug n*gga’s in the house, now you can rest
i bet’cha never screamed a n*gga’s whole name out
and felt the pleasure and the pain
about to f*ck the very taste out your mouth
you can call me when you need me
1*800*skypage, when you wanna see me
’cause i can be your man and, baby, you can be my lady
but you gotta give a n*gga sp*ce or you’ll drive me crazy
run the streets

[verse 2: 2pac]
now that i reminisce on my reflection
close to perfection, as a n*gga can get, without protection
you never tripped, and even though we had our fights
dinner every night
i’m cussin’ and fussin’ like it’s impossible, to get it right
time alone, away from home, ’cause i can do, bad on my own
lookin’ for more than just another bone
will i be happy now i’m grown
it seems we have a problem with jealously
’cause you interruptin’ while i’m on the phone
i got some bidness to handle so baby understand
can’t spend my whole life up under you, i’m a grown man
could you respect me if i wasn’t driven
all up in prison or even worse just barely livin’
so sympathize ’cause my motto was baby pimp or die
still strivin’ for thuggin’ ’til i die, so simplify
i need some time to get my head straight trust in me
when i finally be you’ll be my queen
just let me run the streets

[chorus: michel’le]
you can run the streets with your thugs (hahaha yea, n*gga)
i’ll be waitin’ for you (let a n*gga hang out with the homies, you know babe)
until you get through (eh, a n*gga that hang out more will come home and love you better)
i’ll be waitin’ (feel me baby)
you can run the streets with your thugs (let that n*gga be free)
i’ll be waitin’ for you (don’t have that n*gga all up on you)
until you get through (let me run the streets boo)
i’ll be waitin’

[verse 3: napoleon]
i’d rather run the streets to make some mail
and put the game down tight
for these gamin’ b*tches could get it right
it might be a plan that i’m choosin’
don’t get in confusion
because i’m known for showin’ examples, how i do it
thinkin’ i’m new to this, because i’m younger
where i’ll only leave you suspicious and to wonder
and at the end i make a come up
n*gga, was raised up
off of m.o.b
fadin’ me over somethin’
that’s tellin’ me don’t run the streets

[verse 4: 2pac]
so tell me am i wrong?
for tryin’ to communicate through a song
i’m up early in the morning, by sunrise i’ll be gone
all my homies is waitin’ for me
plottin’ on plans that we made, and all the fun that it’s gonna be
so meet me at 3′, and don’t be late n*gga
we hangin’ out all night, while drinkin’ straight liquor
i heard it’s poppin’ at a club
but they say i can’t get in, ’cause i’m dressed like a thug
until i die, i’ll be game related
got me strivin’ for a million, stayin’ motivated
now that we made it
it’s a battle, just for the big money
i’m livin’ wild, no smiles, ’cause ain’t a thing funny
i came up hungry just a little n*gga, tryna make it
i only got one chance, so i gotta take it
ya never know when it’s all gonna happen the rappin’ or the drugs
but until then give me love
and let me run the streets

[chorus: michel’le]
you can run the streets with your thugs
i’ll be waitin’ for you
until you get through, i’ll be waitin’
you can run the streets with your thugs
i’ll be waitin’ for you
until you get through, i’ll be be waitin’

- 2pac lyrics

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