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Runnin On E

feat. Outlawz)



[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

After they made this punk fag motherfucker bleed

All the money was bloody as shit, y'all niggas shoulda seen it

Bust a cap and freak with, bow down on your knees shit

The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action

Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards

Little homies puttin work for stripes

But is it worth your life a g-rides runnin red lights

I wish somebody would have t old me then

Since I'm an outlaw like Napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in

Caucassian crazy like Arabians

Hold this spot like some niggas fade me in having the scene chase me

When they want the product nigga I got the smoke

Got the weed and the coke what you need what you want

What you working with I'm some immortal shit

Outlawz we straight hurtin shit use artillery to murder with

Put then on the box gangsta party like Pac

Lifes hard from the ox me and my niggas on top



[2Pac: repeat 5X]

I know the law hate me dearly, comin for me

We outlaws, thugged out, niggas runnin on E



[Nuttso]

With the leaded Pac, fuck the law

Carry steal cause I live in the nigga side of the law

Ridin' foes cause I can't let hoes catch me slippin

Quick to blow and dispose if you block on hittin

Ridin high, blazing, kryptonite got a nigga dazing

Burpin and smurkin got on his knees before I grave em

Ride em, look behind him, I see him, he slipped

At a stop light in a growin night, this motherfucken trick

Slide over so I can dip and put it in him

Damn, I guess this motherfucker know that I sent it

Hit the pedal now we high speeding

With the metal trying to make these motherfuckers die freezing

Up the way I seen him slow down

Shit!! I think I'm gonna bust these hoes down

Caught them runnin on e it kind of funny to me

They know they was fuckin with me but they dumb to see



[2Pac]

Open up fire watchin me spy when my shells split em

Plus all them tricks and the bitches go to hell with em

Fuck em they phony claimin they homies but the foes

Speakin on thug niggas daily while we nailing they hoes

Explode boldly at my stage shows and formation

Words known to spray blaze as I raise my thug nation

Crooked thoughts cops get bought no longer caught

Did you cry when my girl died

Put out the hit politc niggas worldwide grabbin my dick

I'll never learn take away the pain with sherm

Throwin gas on my enemies watchin them burn

Call my posse, I'm shootin up the casket take the body

Whip the corpse like a pi?ata and party

His last breath a straight lesson I posses like jewels

Stay thugged out keep it movin



[Chorus till fade

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