Run Tha Streetz, Pour out a little liquor, Too Tight, Check-out Time, How do U want it, Wonda Why they call you..... The list goes on and on. Those G funk vibes are super heavy. RIP Johnny Lee Jackson a.k.a. Johnny "J"
Beautiful❤my favorite song in the album❤💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 happy birthday tupac 🎂🎂🎂🎈🎈🎈🎊🎊🎊🎊🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 tupac my favorite rapper ❤❤❤❤ god bless you tupac miss you tupac ❤
Man that flute is a killer! Respect Dj Cvince, always loved your stuff since the day my homie showed me your channel, feels like a eternity! Hope all is well my brother!
this is the best instrumental i found so far for this song..but if anybody can find a better version please lemme kno thanks!!!! 2pac live forever!!!!!!!!!
you can catch me at the crib nowdays watchin vidz with my kids laughing and joking instead of late nights out with the lama & drama thank the lord left the street light life behind for simple piece of mind from rough tough ghetto thuggn to givn it all up for innocent lil babbies
[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'
WOW!! you know its 'true' ALLAH gives such gifts to some 'people'........all the things we feel inside no a beautiful summers 'day' and wanna 'say' but cant finds the words............2pax there to put in the right words to this 'song'..............'am i wrong??'...................Salam (peace)......'stay strong'
Picture me Runnin' the Streets mobbin' with Swisher Sweets to the Music my Heartbeat follows Catchin' nothin but Drama bound to be Obsolete but im playin' Destiny close to me even if it Cost Me Everything i got all to Give that i Got like Anita Hustle Game movin' fast as a Cheetah Beat a muthaphukka that trys to test My Finess growin' showin' let niggaz Know and that When i come im comin' with my Fullest Might Fight til i get knocked the Fuck Out never Pout i make Moves Stealthy so that my Enemies can't Comprehend when i March In ya Neighborhood im lettin' the Whole World know i make Dough but don't call me a Dough Boy Coy to the Prodigy that i inherited High Spirited from bein' Bold fuckin' sellin' my Soul for Material wishes cuz life ain't nothin' but a big Glitch that turned Trick let every nigga or bitch Hit i see worlds Pussy Clit she Bruised and Battered SHattered from us let her lead herself Vain the Pressure and Pain Strain can't maintain cuz the Liquor penetratin' my Brain Thoughts Corrupt close to Throwin' Up from Swervin' in my Glasshouse on Gold D's Please better approach with Caution cuz Killers be roamin' the Streets Often uh
DE SEGURO NO ESTA PENDIENTE DE MI COMO YO SI LO ESTOY DE TI EY NO QUIERO SONAR COMO UN ACOSADOR SABES MI INTENCIONES Y PERDER NO ES OPCION ME MIRO ME DIGO QUE TANTO A CRECIDO MI AMOR HASIA USTED SEÑORITA QUE GRANDE SIGUE Y NO ME IRRITA
Got to give it up The godfather of gangsta rap My boy Eazy rest in peace A thug runnin' the streets Ya kept it real to ya peeps Never sold out for ya own hood Like that bitch Dre and Snoop So what im bouncin' in a cadillac coupe Im shootin' at brothers like Sherryl Swoops If yousa hater Let me show ya new destiny eternally Youll be sleepin' with the deceased My mind thoughts increase Once my home boys got release You did 5 to 10 in the pen I show ya love by givin' ya bitches and sips of Hen Blazin' to tupac raps that real shit Thats makes vh classics Fuck the press we thuggin' til Bullets hit our chest and our Bodies put to rest But things aint changed since the 60s KING had the dream but turned nightmare I often stop and stare At empty space cuz my soul been deleted And if theres a God why the fuck would he watch us? If there always a spiritual warfare? Look me in my eyes tell me what ya see Ya see nothin' but misery tryna find the ultimate mystery What is black folks history? Cuz February is bullshit to me In school i always broke the rules Id rather carry the mule and slang the tools Theres always a dead 5-0 Bleedin' on the concrete A lesson for you bitches Tryna run in the hard streets
runnin' the streets in my glasshouse serenadin' to the world,with sweet old school beats,can't beat the pressure my society influencin' on young hearts inflictin' the pang,deep in my communities,scarin' us with drugs and guns,too many souls done took a run,out this life exodus into another realm,which is spiritual and now they slaves to death until the day of judgment comes but only some,will acknowledge whats goin' on like marvin gaye,still i pray on bended knees bawling to the lord for-
Waattt thaa fuukkk the original track is my fav pac song run tha streets especially tha o.g beat by Johnny J but fukk after hearingg thiss I have to admit it go harder than the original beat.. sexxyyyy
Thoughts of rebellin I can tell it takes intelligence Stepped in wrecking it the kid with the heaven sent blessed(blessid) gift Inadequate persuasive with tactics evasive when blastin trick taste the plastic When im rollin im holding onto my glock, Like hands on a clock get around and wont stop Swangin in that Big body , hopped out the slab Candy wood grain grippin while im sippin hittin dabs
It had to be so magically she mah number one fantasy cuz I’m glad to see , her smilin in the bed sheetzz up until the sun rize waves crashin as I rub her thighs n lower back the good times bring us back to a moment in time , when everythang was just fine like fine wine measured in time, I realize now that I’m older it can be a cold cold world for a real souljah never a dull moment steady hustelin tryin to bubble up no more struggelin , so put ya tired head on my chest, a real g is here so now u can rest goodnight as god bless with another kiss , I look into ya eyes n tell ya I’d like u to be my Misses, u blow me kisses , so glad I got the chance to just, hold u close the most feelins I’ve ever had n let me tell u , that’s not easy doe for a man like me I won’t go ghost, or play tricks on ya , you a real one , so best believe we will remain close, the most realest feelings I’ve had , best believe we will always remain close, always remain close - Sincere n truly yours R to the C, 2022 feel me? I sure hope so , better peep that real game, before it’s too late , still thrivin on the paper chase , the paper chase. 1 luv peace to all ya ✌️
heart to be the brave already know when i was young enunciation elementary tell what you need i cant lose something the same dier lord can you hear me recognision individsually give me suspicious the pain no jealousy confidence breathless the youth appearance the right i was a young fool growing up sufficient no memories just a misery rescue attaiment disputable extermination evil disaggrements desperate
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 game 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, tryin' to make it I only got one chance, so I gotta take it Ya 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
Took the things we love most Used it against us Fuck this mental image i see, Future's within these lines its not a prophecy , or hard to see, Wheres the next group of greats ? How could you even rise In these times, When they silence the praised To my enlightened ones Putting the puzzle together yes we were suppose to adapt in time Can't you see how it was forced on our lives Kill off the hard headed mfers not following the whip As a slave Let the cowards hide while they take everything away, You gotta be fucking kidding me, I know i'm not the only stuck in the misery I can relate been made that way past your history Im a be a G Tryna be the greatest independent again Just to save the next generation of kids spark the brain of the next man Gotta plot against these wicked plans im always ten steps ahead im a suspicious mfer yes Doesn't mean im suicidal, don't let them take my last breathe, Carry the gods burden, Never will i go like that, Even though i stare death in the face, May it come back around, God always chooses his special ones, Every now and then, Through the surface of a paper with my pain, I write the humans most inner emotion, Putting all that aside, When we cruising on a Saturday night, Looking for the right words, I guess the moments just right, let you talk to me through my mind, My feelings no longer hard to resit, I put it down through lines To my people without a voice we demand respect, Americas babies yet all they do is neglect you I won't turn you down the way the public media do,
I run tha streetz With glocks in my hands and blood on my feet. I ain't got nowhere to breathe All it is just violence through creed. If you living a lie you might as well go and tell Cause once they find out you be living in hell. There are many deaths and hundreds of killers With da shock of blood everywhere except my cold dead fingers. I'm mysterious Can't be heard in many appearances and very curious. Don't talk alot I'm not that kind of person Cause If I say one word I'm bound to be hurting. Cold outside and I'm rappin' off beat But If I had one wish it would be to run tha streetz.
My nation genocide To find happyness dont cry my eyes prenciple alive you feel the pain recognision the flexible brain yeah elementary tell me what you need inspiration unsociable aggreement To my block the struggle never stop no memories just a misery dier lord can you hear me my life the broken hard my lyrics dramatize ima never give up respect depends on me knowledge give me strengh everyday the putting working slave attaiment resposebility screaming the shame your gotta strong mistake breathless the youth hopeless the darkness underable justice blessed the still breathing me against the world remember me before i told you ima born the worse ima self control they got me people lie survival strong starin though my rearview never dream all i need give a true insane the poverty life the powerful difficulty cause ima soldier dont cry i know freedom this is main thing i was a young fool dont stop my body give a promise mintality appriciate the poverty misconception my amdition i feel the pressure dont worry asking quastions operate enunciation impossible mintality my concentration the reason wind up ima hopeless Reminicion everytime my decision concemplate lyricle worse i feel the pressure realize dont stop my body wanna change my heart to be the brave already know when i was young my vision give me suspicious fieasible retaliation no more the jealousy no desteny attention the Kickin ignore dissapation with me i cant lose something the same i gottab strong my mistake the growing up so ima hopeless vicious life dont worry asking quastions imaciated underpressure we was young underable justice how many dreams come true dont trust me giving little piace attractions desperate the opportunity one day set it off experience sufficient dont be a stuped dont believe in lie ima dont cry ima the sereously give me suspucios the paaain my struggle everyday the putting working ima slave no more ignore my desteny exepirience in my life to be a good confused it aint easy dont stop my body wanna change it aint easy underpressure ima individsually dilating ima afraid the die regarded book my life understood the suddenly i didnt tramble positive serhing for fortune in fame
you can run the streets, ready to die for anything, but you gotta be ready for what these scared haters bring. preoccupied with love, have you ever seen a true thug? kiss you on yo neck and make you sweat, till the sun comes. picture me live while they going crazy and if you let me run the streets you can have my baby but lately I been feeling trapped in hell with crack cells and packed jails the only way to live is if you let me run through jack hell. run tha streets -michael 💯❤
they took the things we loved and used it against us fuck this picture image i see future within these lines its not a prophecy or hard to see wheres the next greats and how could they even rise in a generation that silences the praised when you preach of peace how could you follow these guys this aint a diss im just speaking facts so whos really uh mumble rapper to my enlightightened ones or the ones putting the puzzle together keep it real dont let the soul die still a 90s baby inside yes we were suppose to change through time but you can see the way they forced it on our lives killed off the hard headed mfers not willing to change let the cowards hide while they take everything away you gotta be kidding me i know im not the only one stuck in the mysery trust me i can relate tryna be the greatest independent again just so i can help the next generation of kids wanting to be more then a musician in my heart all my hopes and wishes never change even as i go through senor age im a suspicious mfer yes im not suicidal dont let them take my breathe i aint going out like that stare death in the face its bigger then me its bigger then everything the weight of the world on my shoulders didnt know i carry this burden till now im the chosen one can feel it in my power of my soul in in a gloomy time with skys covered with clouds of smoke the gods want me to write the line that changes all man kind yeah god always chooses his special ones everyone now and then can feel the power through the surface of a paper with my pain i write the humans most inner emotion smooth to the point where its almost like we coasting on saturday night looking for the right words guess the moments just right let you talk to me through my mind and my feelings no longer hard to resit i put it down through time guess im the last one left in these times for my people withouttt a voice we demand respect we are americas babies never will i neglect you or turn you down the way the public media do
Run the streets like my thuggin gees my buds and meez coolest companies 1 we dont fock around and these wont call the pound 2 on a run away stray stay solid ey yay simon esa esay we play murder c.a 3 home of the killers so will i have to kill first for realers war dealers 4 score biggers to supply the fact sincerly your winners cant deny my rap 5 as rely on that even if they spy a mac im a jack type of clack but nevz bite where i not at 6 shotback this love respected much affection plus the quenchin to us and themsez 7 thus and thensez trucks and benzes even stiff thieven gift in maximas to lexus city l.a to screwstone mexas 8 213 to thee 713 gee gee gee
Im trying use this beat and recreate this master piece in today's form off the old vibe check my blog videos out and contact me so we can make it happen #Ritkashayy
(Michel'le -- Chorus x2) (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs) I'll be waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting) (2Pac) Now peep it Here go tha secret on how to keep a playa Some love makin' and homecookin' I'll see ya later It don't take alot to keep a nigga hard Must be a lady in tha light But real freaky in tha dark Plus I got some enemies, baby Hold my pistol And wrap your arms around a nigga Everytime I kiss you Can you visualize the picture ? Me and you in extasy 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 niggas in tha house Now you can rest I betcha never screamed a niggas whole name out And felt tha pleasure and tha pain About to fuck tha very taste out your mouth If you 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 tha Streetz.... (Chorus x2) (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs) I'll be waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting) (Storm) Now me and you was cool But I ain't tha one to play tha fool Can't make no money in bed So ain't no future fuckin' you I ain't tha bitch ta love ya Can't do a damn thang for you If you ain't about money 9 times outta ten I'll ignore you It's a man's World But real women make tha shit go around Disrespect And I clown Tha type of bitch to throw down Throw up tha block Cause nothin' stops my chips I boss playa with this Then twist you lame tricks Holla if ya understand my plan ladies Fuck havin' babies by them shady ass niggas Swearin', he can save me My stratagies official Checkin' ya pockets while I tounge kiss ya Soft as tissue So my next issue is 'how to diss you ?' They call me Storm From tha day I was born I been known to break tha coldest muthafucker Till' his hearts warm I ain't never been tha type to wait at home alone Just cause we bone Don't mean you own me Nigga, I'm grown (Chorus x2) (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs) I'll be waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting) (Mutah) I'd rather run tha streetz to make some mail And put tha game down tight For these gamin' bitches could get it right It might be a plan that I'm choosen 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 suspecious and to wonder And at tha end I make a come up Nigga, was raiseed up Off of M.O.B Fighting over something That's tellen me don't run tha streetz (2Pac) So tell me am I wrong ? For tryin' to communicate through a song I'm up early in tha morning By sunrise i'll be gone All my homies is waitin' for me Plotin' on plans that we made And all tha fun that it's gonna be So meet me at 3' And don't be late nigga We hagin' out all night While drinkin' straight liquor I heard it's popin' at a club But they say I can't get in Cause I'm dressed like a thug Until I die I'll be game related Got me strivin' for a million Stayin' motivated Now that we made it It's a battle Just for tha big money I'm livin' wild No smiles Cause ain't a thing funny I came up hungry Just a little nigga Tryin' to make it I only got one chance So I gotta take it Ya never know when it's all gonna happen Tha rappen or tha drugs But until then Give me love And let me Run tha Streetz (Chorus x7) (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs) I'll be waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting)
a brah go to my page and check out the song i did off this tell me what you think if you think its good we mite have a good thing going you make the beats and i rap and we can try to get somewhere you feel me.....but the song is.....Danno Playin Tha Game
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RIP Johnny J his beats were on another level
Son Goku I have run the streets with this beat it's remixed well I usually keep these mixes to myself but I'll send it to u
kush god upload it
kush god send it to me
Run Tha Streetz, Pour out a little liquor, Too Tight, Check-out Time, How do U want it, Wonda Why they call you..... The list goes on and on. Those G funk vibes are super heavy.
RIP Johnny Lee Jackson a.k.a. Johnny "J"
Timo Cruz What year Johnny J died ?
bumpin this every morning when I wake up.... sets the mood for the day
NIgga you ain't neva lied, but THE REAL SONG THOUGH
Been bumping this most mornings since May 2014
This is my Jam no lie
Did he pass away haven't heard from dude
❤❤❤❤ me 2 dude
Run the streetz it's my favorite song...... Can't describe what I feel....
Can't describe either 😂
you serious!!! Can't describe either
I feel u bruh, i feel u haha
That flute sounds amazing big up run tha streetz
Beautiful❤my favorite song in the album❤💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕 happy birthday tupac 🎂🎂🎂🎈🎈🎈🎊🎊🎊🎊🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 tupac my favorite rapper ❤❤❤❤ god bless you tupac miss you tupac ❤
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I could hear this forever!
This whole album sums up 1996. These beats made me reminisce about growing up in the early 1990s. Nineties kids are awesome.
So G-Funk. Johnny J was the man
Man that flute is a killer!
Respect Dj Cvince, always loved your stuff since the day my homie showed me your channel, feels like a eternity!
Hope all is well my brother!
Is he alive?
tupac thank you for everything
Not going to lie I've had this beat on repeat for like 3 days now it's nice
One of my favorite 2pac instrumentals.
dam that old school feel.
I love this so much....I cry
Blessed my ears thank you 🙏🏽
Another one for the long ride home after a game. Salute.
this is the best instrumental i found so far for this song..but if anybody can find a better version please lemme kno thanks!!!! 2pac live forever!!!!!!!!!
Happy birthday my brotha💯💯💯🤘🏾🤘🏾🤘🏾🤘🏾
😢😢😢😢😢❤❤ such a beautiful yet sad beat
Two pac was stupid
@@The_unknown269He was definitely absolutely more intelligent than you and the average American
@@The_unknown269and his name is Tupac not "Two pac"
Won’t even rap
On it, it’s tooooo smooth omg god bless u sir
The realiest they ever will be👊💯
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥2PAC LIVES 4EVERRRRRRR❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️❣️💜🙏🏾💜
Art plus Art equals what?🎉
you can catch me at the crib nowdays watchin vidz with my kids laughing and joking
instead of late nights out with the lama & drama
thank the lord left the street light life behind
for simple piece of mind
from rough tough ghetto thuggn
to givn it all up for innocent lil babbies
Back when rap was rap. Today is just a hybrid of a bunch of things and genres.
omfg... instant subscriber !!!
classic 2 my favorite 2pac song ever (lol don't judge me)
can't take this off repeat... Where can I download ??
sonj2323 You can use atube catcher to convert a youtube video to any format for pc
sonj2323 mine's 2 2 Pac 4 life
This is GOLDEN bro!! ✨
happybday to pac
best 2pac track ever produced
Pac RIP 😢😢😢😢😢❤❤
this is dope man
man this shit is ridiculous .... fuck
the original was dope but this blows it out the water bro
Cvince represent
abraços do Brasil, so good, yeah boy
Very nice.
placer para mis sentidos
great job guy i luv this shit
Peace !
respect man
Can you make Thug Passion instrumental? Johnny J, Tupac RIP big bros
Thats tight
Amazing
[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'
WOW!! you know its 'true' ALLAH gives such gifts to some 'people'........all the things we feel inside no a beautiful summers 'day' and wanna 'say' but cant finds the words............2pax there to put in the right words to this 'song'..............'am i wrong??'...................Salam (peace)......'stay strong'
thank you uploading
ok this is real shhh i will handle with care..................r.i.p. 2pac 1996 true black voice -minus the media
Still here
Picture me Runnin' the Streets
mobbin' with Swisher Sweets
to the Music my Heartbeat follows
Catchin' nothin but Drama
bound to be Obsolete
but im playin' Destiny close to me
even if it Cost Me
Everything i got all to Give
that i Got like Anita
Hustle Game movin' fast as a Cheetah
Beat a
muthaphukka that trys to test
My Finess growin' showin'
let niggaz Know and
that When i come im comin'
with my Fullest Might Fight
til i get knocked the Fuck Out
never Pout i make Moves Stealthy
so that my Enemies can't Comprehend
when i March In
ya Neighborhood im lettin' the Whole World know
i make Dough but don't call me a Dough Boy
Coy to the Prodigy that i inherited
High Spirited from bein' Bold fuckin' sellin' my Soul
for Material wishes cuz life ain't nothin' but a big Glitch
that turned Trick
let every nigga or bitch Hit i see worlds Pussy Clit
she Bruised and Battered SHattered
from us let her lead herself Vain
the Pressure and Pain Strain
can't maintain cuz the Liquor
penetratin' my Brain
Thoughts Corrupt close to Throwin' Up
from Swervin' in my Glasshouse on Gold D's
Please better approach with Caution
cuz Killers be roamin' the Streets Often uh
DE SEGURO NO ESTA PENDIENTE DE MI COMO YO SI LO ESTOY DE TI
EY NO QUIERO SONAR COMO UN ACOSADOR SABES MI INTENCIONES Y PERDER NO ES OPCION ME MIRO ME DIGO QUE TANTO A CRECIDO MI AMOR HASIA USTED SEÑORITA QUE GRANDE SIGUE Y NO ME IRRITA
Got to give it up
The godfather of gangsta rap
My boy Eazy rest in peace
A thug runnin' the streets
Ya kept it real to ya peeps
Never sold out for ya own hood
Like that bitch Dre and Snoop
So what im bouncin' in a cadillac coupe
Im shootin' at brothers like Sherryl Swoops
If yousa hater
Let me show ya new destiny eternally
Youll be sleepin' with the deceased
My mind thoughts increase
Once my home boys got release
You did 5 to 10 in the pen
I show ya love by givin' ya bitches and sips of Hen
Blazin' to tupac raps that real shit
Thats makes vh classics
Fuck the press we thuggin' til
Bullets hit our chest and our
Bodies put to rest
But things aint changed since the 60s
KING had the dream but turned nightmare
I often stop and stare
At empty space cuz my soul been deleted
And if theres a God why the fuck would he watch us?
If there always a spiritual warfare?
Look me in my eyes tell me what ya see
Ya see nothin' but misery tryna find the ultimate mystery
What is black folks history?
Cuz February is bullshit to me
In school i always broke the rules
Id rather carry the mule and slang the tools
Theres always a dead 5-0
Bleedin' on the concrete
A lesson for you bitches
Tryna run in the hard streets
Dude Needs to do more of the all eyez on me album instrumentals.
You gotta give a nigga space or you'll drive me Krazy! RUN THA STREETZ! ;)
Really nice remake man!
very nice oooh weee
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Dope beat
its weel doone, the best actually
Awesome
runnin' the streets in my glasshouse serenadin' to the world,with sweet old school beats,can't beat the pressure my society influencin' on young hearts inflictin' the pang,deep in my communities,scarin' us with drugs and guns,too many souls done took a run,out this life exodus into another realm,which is spiritual and now they slaves to death until the day of judgment comes but only some,will acknowledge whats goin' on like marvin gaye,still i pray on bended knees bawling to the lord for-
Smooth
I dont think ill freestyle it beats awesome
I’m lovin’ these beats man you should make like karaoke videos with the lyrics going n shit
This shit hard af
Slapp
Waattt thaa fuukkk the original track is my fav pac song run tha streets especially tha o.g beat by Johnny J but fukk after hearingg thiss I have to admit it go harder than the original beat.. sexxyyyy
Thoughts of rebellin I can tell it takes intelligence
Stepped in wrecking it the kid with the heaven sent blessed(blessid) gift
Inadequate persuasive with tactics evasive when blastin trick taste the plastic
When im rollin im holding onto my glock, Like hands on a clock get around and wont stop
Swangin in that Big body , hopped out the slab
Candy wood grain grippin while im sippin hittin dabs
It had to be so magically she mah number one fantasy cuz I’m glad to see , her smilin in the bed sheetzz up until the sun rize waves crashin as I rub her thighs n lower back the good times bring us back to a moment in time , when everythang was just fine like fine wine measured in time, I realize now that I’m older it can be a cold cold world for a real souljah never a dull moment steady hustelin tryin to bubble up no more struggelin , so put ya tired head on my chest, a real g is here so now u can rest goodnight as god bless with another kiss , I look into ya eyes n tell ya I’d like u to be my Misses, u blow me kisses , so glad I got the chance to just, hold u close the most feelins I’ve ever had n let me tell u , that’s not easy doe for a man like me I won’t go ghost, or play tricks on ya , you a real one , so best believe we will remain close, the most realest feelings I’ve had , best believe we will always remain close, always remain close - Sincere n truly yours R to the C, 2022 feel me? I sure hope so , better peep that real game, before it’s too late , still thrivin on the paper chase , the paper chase.
1 luv peace to all ya ✌️
heart to be the brave already know when i was young enunciation elementary tell what you need i cant lose something the same dier lord can you hear me recognision individsually give me suspicious the pain no jealousy confidence breathless the youth appearance the right i was a young fool growing up sufficient no memories just a misery rescue attaiment disputable extermination evil disaggrements desperate
@p99glock
Good luck m8, hope to hear it asap.
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 game 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, tryin' to make it
I only got one chance, so I gotta take it
Ya 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
🌷
This feels Eazy My G
this beat sounds like If Zelda Orchina of time was in LA🤣 nah I'm bullshittin but dish shit a Vibe RIP Pac and Johnny J🙏
Took the things we love most
Used it against us
Fuck this mental image i see,
Future's within these lines its not a prophecy ,
or hard to see,
Wheres the next group of greats ?
How could you even rise
In these times,
When they silence the praised
To my enlightened ones
Putting the puzzle together
yes we were suppose to adapt in time
Can't you see how it was forced on our lives
Kill off the hard headed mfers not following the whip
As a slave
Let the cowards hide while they take everything away,
You gotta be fucking kidding me,
I know i'm not the only stuck in the misery
I can relate
been made that way past your history
Im a be a G
Tryna be the greatest independent again
Just to save the next generation of kids
spark the brain of the next man
Gotta plot against these wicked plans
im always ten steps ahead
im a suspicious mfer yes
Doesn't mean im suicidal,
don't let them take my last breathe,
Carry the gods burden,
Never will i go like that,
Even though i stare death in the face,
May it come back around,
God always chooses his special ones,
Every now and then,
Through the surface of a paper with my pain,
I write the humans most inner emotion,
Putting all that aside,
When we cruising on a Saturday night,
Looking for the right words,
I guess the moments just right,
let you talk to me through my mind,
My feelings no longer hard to resit,
I put it down through lines
To my people without a voice we demand respect,
Americas babies yet all they do is neglect you
I won't turn you down the way the public media do,
What happened to his channel
I run tha streetz
With glocks in my hands and blood on my feet.
I ain't got nowhere to breathe
All it is just violence through creed.
If you living a lie you might as well go and tell
Cause once they find out you be living in hell.
There are many deaths and hundreds of killers
With da shock of blood everywhere except my cold dead fingers.
I'm mysterious
Can't be heard in many appearances and very curious.
Don't talk alot I'm not that kind of person
Cause If I say one word I'm bound to be hurting.
Cold outside and I'm rappin' off beat
But If I had one wish it would be to run tha streetz.
This would be the best remake but it's not played properly. Unfortunately.
May I use this beat non profit?
Bro I Have a Flute I Wish I Knew How To Play this on it.
My nation genocide To find happyness dont cry my eyes prenciple alive you feel the pain recognision the flexible brain yeah elementary tell me what you need inspiration unsociable aggreement To my block the struggle never stop no memories just a misery dier lord can you hear me my life the broken hard my lyrics dramatize ima never give up respect depends on me knowledge give me strengh everyday the putting working slave attaiment resposebility screaming the shame your gotta strong mistake breathless the youth hopeless the darkness underable justice blessed the still breathing me against the world remember me before i told you ima born the worse ima self control they got me people lie survival strong starin though my rearview never dream all i need give a true insane the poverty life the powerful difficulty cause ima soldier dont cry i know freedom this is main thing i was a young fool dont stop my body give a promise mintality appriciate the poverty misconception my amdition i feel the pressure dont worry asking quastions operate enunciation impossible mintality my concentration the reason wind up ima hopeless Reminicion everytime my decision concemplate lyricle worse i feel the pressure realize dont stop my body wanna change my heart to be the brave already know when i was young my vision give me suspicious fieasible retaliation no more the jealousy no desteny attention the Kickin ignore dissapation with me i cant lose something the same i gottab strong my mistake the growing up so ima hopeless vicious life dont worry asking quastions imaciated underpressure we was young underable justice how many dreams come true dont trust me giving little piace attractions desperate the opportunity one day set it off experience sufficient dont be a stuped dont believe in lie ima dont cry ima the sereously give me suspucios the paaain my struggle everyday the putting working ima slave no more ignore my desteny exepirience in my life to be a good confused it aint easy dont stop my body wanna change it aint easy underpressure ima individsually dilating ima afraid the die regarded book my life understood the suddenly i didnt tramble positive serhing for fortune in fame
This is for doin ur thug dizzle
How could i use this track legal?
Sounds great in 1.25 speed
you can run the streets, ready to die for anything, but you gotta be ready for what these scared haters bring.
preoccupied with love, have you ever seen a true thug?
kiss you on yo neck and make you sweat, till the sun comes.
picture me live while they going crazy and if you let me run the streets you can have my baby
but lately I been feeling trapped in hell with crack cells and packed jails the only way to live is if you let me run through jack hell. run tha streets -michael 💯❤
Mixed this with “one day at a time” it’s on my channel guys!
they took the things we loved and used it against us
fuck this picture image i see future within these lines its not a prophecy or hard to see wheres the next greats and how could they even rise in a generation that silences the praised when you preach of peace how could you follow these guys this aint a diss im just speaking facts so whos really uh mumble rapper to my enlightightened ones or the ones putting the puzzle together keep it real dont let the soul die still a 90s baby inside yes we were suppose to change through time but you can see the way they forced it on our lives killed off the hard headed mfers not willing to change let the cowards hide while they take everything away
you gotta be kidding me i know im not the only one stuck in the mysery trust me i can relate tryna be the greatest independent again just so i can help the next generation of kids wanting to be more then a musician in my heart all my hopes and wishes never change even as i go through senor age im a suspicious mfer yes im not suicidal dont let them take my breathe i aint going out like that stare death in the face its bigger then me its bigger then everything the weight of the world on my shoulders didnt know i carry this burden till now im the chosen one can feel it in my power of my soul in in a gloomy time with skys covered with clouds of smoke the gods want me to write the line that changes all man kind yeah god always chooses his special ones everyone now and then can feel the power through the surface of a paper with my pain i write the humans most inner emotion smooth to the point where its almost like we coasting on saturday night
looking for the right words guess the moments just right let you talk to me through my mind and my feelings no longer hard to resit i put it down through time guess im the last one left in these times for my people withouttt a voice we demand respect we are americas babies never will i neglect you or turn you down the way the public media do
This is awesome but the synthesizers arent right on the verses
0:09
I have run the streets with this beat if any one needs it ill send it to you
kush god you still have it?
Yes sir
www.mediafire.com/file/llfflvz5l323n5c/11._run_tha_streets_og_vibe.mp3.mp3/file
Sorry bro i barely saw the comment , it saus permission is denied :/
On the link ? I can send the Link thru email if u want
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Happy belated birthday god bless you
Spelled om
Run the streets like my thuggin gees my buds and meez coolest companies 1 we dont fock around and these wont call the pound 2 on a run away stray stay solid ey yay simon esa esay we play murder c.a 3 home of the killers so will i have to kill first for realers war dealers 4 score biggers to supply the fact sincerly your winners cant deny my rap 5 as rely on that even if they spy a mac im a jack type of clack but nevz bite where i not at 6 shotback this love respected much affection plus the quenchin to us and themsez 7 thus and thensez trucks and benzes even stiff thieven gift in maximas to lexus city l.a to screwstone mexas 8 213 to thee 713 gee gee gee
Im trying use this beat and recreate this master piece in today's form off the old vibe check my blog videos out and contact me so we can make it happen #Ritkashayy
(Michel'le -- Chorus x2)
(You can run tha streetz with your Thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
I'll be waiting)
(2Pac)
Now peep it
Here go tha secret on how to keep a playa
Some love makin' and homecookin'
I'll see ya later
It don't take alot to keep a nigga hard
Must be a lady in tha light
But real freaky in tha dark
Plus I got some enemies, baby
Hold my pistol
And wrap your arms around a nigga
Everytime I kiss you
Can you visualize the picture ?
Me and you in extasy
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 niggas in tha house
Now you can rest
I betcha never screamed a niggas whole name out
And felt tha pleasure and tha pain
About to fuck tha very taste out your mouth
If you 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 tha Streetz....
(Chorus x2)
(You can run tha streetz with your Thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
I'll be waiting)
(Storm)
Now me and you was cool
But I ain't tha one to play tha fool
Can't make no money in bed
So ain't no future fuckin' you
I ain't tha bitch ta love ya
Can't do a damn thang for you
If you ain't about money
9 times outta ten
I'll ignore you
It's a man's World
But real women make tha shit go around
Disrespect
And I clown
Tha type of bitch to throw down
Throw up tha block
Cause nothin' stops my chips
I boss playa with this
Then twist you lame tricks
Holla if ya understand my plan ladies
Fuck havin' babies by them shady ass niggas
Swearin', he can save me
My stratagies official
Checkin' ya pockets while I tounge kiss ya
Soft as tissue
So my next issue is 'how to diss you ?'
They call me Storm
From tha day I was born
I been known to break tha coldest muthafucker
Till' his hearts warm
I ain't never been tha type to wait at home alone
Just cause we bone
Don't mean you own me
Nigga, I'm grown
(Chorus x2)
(You can run tha streetz with your Thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
I'll be waiting)
(Mutah)
I'd rather run tha streetz to make some mail
And put tha game down tight
For these gamin' bitches could get it right
It might be a plan that I'm choosen
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 suspecious and to wonder
And at tha end I make a come up
Nigga, was raiseed up
Off of M.O.B
Fighting over something
That's tellen me don't run tha streetz
(2Pac)
So tell me am I wrong ?
For tryin' to communicate through a song
I'm up early in tha morning
By sunrise i'll be gone
All my homies is waitin' for me
Plotin' on plans that we made
And all tha fun that it's gonna be
So meet me at 3'
And don't be late nigga
We hagin' out all night
While drinkin' straight liquor
I heard it's popin' at a club
But they say I can't get in
Cause I'm dressed like a thug
Until I die
I'll be game related
Got me strivin' for a million
Stayin' motivated
Now that we made it
It's a battle
Just for tha big money
I'm livin' wild
No smiles
Cause ain't a thing funny
I came up hungry
Just a little nigga
Tryin' to make it
I only got one chance
So I gotta take it
Ya never know when it's all gonna happen
Tha rappen or tha drugs
But until then
Give me love
And let me Run tha Streetz
(Chorus x7)
(You can run tha streetz with your Thugs)
I'll be waiting for you
Until you get through
I'll be waiting)
@audrenia1 ;-))
Why u lauuuighin
a brah go to my page and check out the song i did off this tell me what you think if you think its good we mite have a good thing going you make the beats and i rap and we can try to get somewhere you feel me.....but the song is.....Danno Playin Tha Game
Ik ben harder Dan je