11/26/2022 0 Comments 2pac run tha streetz album![]() ![]() ![]() 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 waitin' Yo 'Pac, you know I'm 16 strong behind you boo But I gotta do what I gotta do I gotta run the streets, you know I ain't no "clean up woman" type of ho You know Now me and you is cool, but I ain't the one to play the fool Can't make no money in bed, so ain't no future fuckin' you I ain't the bitch that love ya, can't do a damn thang for you If you ain't about money, nine outta ten I'll ignore you It's a man's world, but real women make the shit go 'round Disrespect and I clown the type of bitch to throw down Throw up the block 'cause nothin' stops my chips A boss playa with this, that twist you lame tricks Holla if you understand my plan, ladies, fuck havin' babies By them shady-ass niggas, swearin' he can save me My strategy's official, checkin' ya pockets while I tongue kiss you Soft as tissue, so my next issue is how to diss you They call me Storm, from the day I was born I've been known to break the coldest mothafucka 'til his heart's warm I ain't never been the type to wait at home alone Just 'cause we bone don't mean you own me, nigga, I'm grown 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 waitin' Hey yo, Storm, honestly I think I can fuck with a motherfucker like you See, I don't like a motherfucker that be all on me and shit All up under a nigga, tellin' me where I can go Can she go with me? When I'm comin' home? And all that ol' crazy shit, type of life I live 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 nigga 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 nigga every time I kiss you Can you visualize the picture: me and you in ecstasy? Don't be upset, it's good sex, when you next to me Do you wanna test me, put your tired head on my chest? A thug nigga's in the house, now you can rest I bet'cha never screamed a nigga's whole name out And felt the pleasure and the pain 'Bout to fuck 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 nigga space or you'll drive me crazy Run the streets ![]()
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