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Runnin On E

アーティスト：2Pac  アルバム：Until The End Of Time  作詞：COLE SEAN/FULA YAFEU A/HUSSEIN FATAL/WASHINGTON BRUCE  作曲：COLE SEAN/FULA YAFEU A/HUSSEIN FATAL/WASHINGTON BRUCE 

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(2Pac) If you a bad boy (Chorus: repeat 2X) If you a bad boy then you die Westside outlawz when we ride, get me high They fucked up when the rob me Put another contract on Mobb Deep (Hussein Fatal) I focus my locus thought on my enemies Sip off the Hennessey it's necessary to finish me I'm in this social immortal when it comes to the phone book Jersey them niggas they think I'm crazy and creepy And as we speak they tryin to find me a therapist Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar Strap in back to the corners droppin on to spin the tires My man define ya 357 anaconda This enough to bring your mama then turn around and hear the drama Havoc I gotta have it steady blastin at Prodigy Mobb 6 feet deep you try to blast me till death And I suppose you got the dopest moves like Chucky on fresh You know the verdict, who what when why he died murdered Get your physical diverted and your vision deserted (Tupac) Ever since mama got fucked and papa ducked out Look at us murderous thugs showin less love in the drug house Similar to savage it's a wonder we manage Bring chaos causin damage on our quest for cabbage They ask my style similar to cash we flaunt it Most wanted by the population murdered you for it Exploit your weakness revenge flow deep without release Criminal orders across the waters bringin the war to the streets Why fear me, fear the shit I speak Once this shit drop it's heard on every fuckin street Like the sound of police who run the street really And every hood let you grow From the hustlaz up at Harlem to the shot callers in O' And though, Congress, don't want us to progress our step My homie buried at an early age hustled to death His last breath, a lesson I posses like jewels Stay thugged out keep it movin' (Yaki Khadafi) Halfway thugs are buged when we stalk the streets Sort of like thugs and narcotics when we walk the streets You speak the big pussy throw down and drop it Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells in my pocket Getting mine with nine coked extorting Block shots with 22's with my socks with the butt hangin out the chalk You never seen time I travel across the mean crime My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green slime With my foes erased drink my henney straight no chasin Catch my body like haitian 5 minutes from the station (Young Noble) Hit the hole like Allen Iverson with confidence The bigger prick don't mean no evidence or proof the I was present At the scene of the crime around 10 niggas bleed



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