2Pac ft. Michel'le and Napoleon - Run Tha Streetz (Demo 3) (Unreleased)

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  • The Unreleased Two verse version of Run Tha Streetz. From the tape below!!
    Tupac Unreleased 2020 Edition. 44 Tracks. New Leaks, Alt Versions and New Rips.
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  • @manuelloco2470
    @manuelloco2470 4 роки тому +1

    Yes

  • @oscarvillalobos4235
    @oscarvillalobos4235 3 роки тому +1

    This is the real shit

  • @williamblanc5922
    @williamblanc5922 3 роки тому +1

    2Pac recome back please...sheet...
    Keep the faith niggaz

  • @rebelthadon2001
    @rebelthadon2001 4 роки тому +2

    2pac Michelle Run The Streetz.

  • @2pacshakur576
    @2pacshakur576 4 роки тому +1

    [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 fuck with a motherfucker like you
    See, I don't like a motherfucker that be all lonely and shit
    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 shit, 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 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
    About 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
    [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 been waitin' for you
    Until you get through, I'll be waitin'
    [Collision: Storm]
    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 in one minute" type of ho
    You know
    [Verse 2: Storm]
    Now me and you was 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 to love ya, can't do a damn thang for you
    If you ain't about money, nine times 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
    I boss play ya with this, then 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 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
    [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 waitin'
    [Collision: 2Pac]
    Hahhahaha, yeah nigga
    Let a nigga hang out with the homies, you know, baby
    Ay, a nigga that hang out more will come home and love you better-you feel me, sweetheart? Let a nigga be free!
    Don't have a nigga all up under you!
    Let him run with his niggas!
    Let the nigga run the street, boo, let him run the streets!
    [Verse 3: Mutah]
    I'd rather run the streets than make some mail
    And put the game down tight
    For these gamin' bitches 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
    Nigga, was raised up off of M.O.B
    Fetti 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, nigga
    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 gang 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 lil nigga tryna make it
    I only got one chance so I gotta take it
    You 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'
    [Outro: 2Pac]
    Let a nigga run the streets, boo
    I hate you, hahah, I'll call you back
    Just let me hang with my niggas
    Why you actin' like that Michel'le, ha?
    You know nigga wanna kick it with his homeboys and shit
    I told you I was comin' back later on, right?
    So you don't believe a nigga?
    Just cook for a nigga, pleaaase!
    Make some of that shit you made last meal
    Some of them ribs and shit
    I'll be back through later tonight, I'm havin' some weed
    We finna drink some Hennessy and some Alize
    We finna eat that foods, smoke a lil blunt
    Lay up in the bed, watch out Jay Leno or somethin'
    Then after that, shit, do whatever comes to mind, baby
    Just let a nigga run with the homies
    Let me go kick it with my niggas
    When I come back, I be all yours, for real
    [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 waitin'