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    "Runnin On E" Lyrics

    2Pac feat. Outlawz

    track 12 on disc 2
    Until The End Of Time [2001]
    Genre:Hip-Hop, Rap
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    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

    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

    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

    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 piaata and party
    His last breath a straight lesson I posses like jewels
    Stay thugged out keep it movin

    {Chorus till fade}
    This song was last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Bruce Washington, Rufus Lee Cooper, Sean Cole, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Yafeu Fula.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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