[Intro: 2Pac]
Steady formation, my motherf*cking real troopers
Let's do it like soldiers
All in together now
No retreat, no surrender
Death before dishonor, motherf*cker!
Do it now!
[Verse 1: Krayzie Bone]
I'm as sharp as a dagger
And that's a factor
So back up before I stab ya, make you stagger then I swagger
To the back of my black truck
Grab the Pom-Pom
Gonna put my back to the wall
Now I'm blasting at y'all
We finna get up in your ass with the 'Lawz
Can we hear you say, "Outlaw, and Bone Thugz" in kahoots
On the loose
Running through
So ba-da salute
That's the sh*t, with the cape like a shotgun
And a n*gga p*ss, be a b*tch when they holler!
You ain't no battler n*gga
'Cause we'll rattle you quicker
Splatter your testicles
Reload and shatter your kidneys
Rather intensely, and now your chance to stay alive
It's getting dimmer
Disturbing your flesh
The slug in your chest
And let it simmer
We know you're about to die
Because your eyes looking glimmer
When you drown in your own blood
You should've been a swimmer
The last n*gga loc'in', barrel-smoking
I'm the winner
n*gga it's whoever wanna come f*ck crazy killers
For real-a, the murder mangler
Strangler, dangerous aiming at your motherf*cking cranium
Stinging 'em, n*ggas with lyrics, and I bet they feel it like pain
I just don't like rain, blaze, when I bring the pain
Running up on us? Na-da, we deadly as Terracotta
More potent than marijuana
Poisonous like Belladonna
Drama, When I pick my 9 up
It's consequences and repercussions
Kill em all, flat out
We come to draw blood, n*gga
[Hook x4:]
Runnin' em
Gunnin' em
Outlawz, we runnin' em
Runnin' em
Gunnin' em
Bone Thugz, we gunnin' em
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Throw yo guns up!
Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme
Introduce a drug called crack to us ghetto teens
Got a law for raw n*ggas, now, playa what it be like?
When will n*ggas see they got us bleedin' with three strikes
Can't seem to focus hopeless, with violent thoughts I wrote this
Got these Devils petrified, hidin' from my hocus-pocus
And so I learned to earn my currency and over time
Affiliated, clearly click a military mind
May God forgive us though we dwell inside a paradox
Thugged out and drug dealin', from the womb to the block
My live mind got me survivin' five rounds
My forty-five got me fortified with live rounds
When sh*t's thick we plot hits, when our Glock spits
All hail, out on bail, wrath of 2Pacalypse
Forever ghetto necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw Thug n*ggas never left the boot camp
Outlaw!
[Hook x4:]
Runnin' em
Gunnin' em
Outlawz, we runnin' em
Runnin' em
Gunnin' em
Bone Thugz, we gunnin' em
[Verse 3: Young Noble]
Young Noble, I'm calm and casual
Bomb like the Arabs do, the end be tragical
I still rap nasty-new, the revolution coming
What you gonna be shooting, or running?
My crew was trained for gunnin', soldier state your name and number
Thug brothers, got one or more motherf*ckers
Bone Thugz, Outlawz, we running you motherf*ckers
In the memory of Makaveli and Eazy
Real n*ggas don't die, little homie believe me
Meet me at the crossroads, don't cross; no
We never on floss-mode
Still saying "f*ck the po-pos"
We making history
With a cult following
You'd rather see me on the block, still coke-swallowing
Everybody wanna be thug
But don't nobody wanna feel those slugs
And they don't get that love
You young punks can't handle the truth
It's a man in the booth
Thug brothers, c*ck & shoot!
[Hook x4:]
Runnin' em
Gunnin' em
Outlawz, we runnin' em
Runnin' em
Gunnin' em
Bone Thugz, we gunnin' em
[Outro: 2Pac]
Throw yo guns up!
All you n*ggas out there
Take those guns you using to shoot each-other
And start shooting these b*tch-ass motherf*cking police
That'll impress a motherf*cking n*gga like me
Those crooked motherf*ckers
'Cause these police getting way too motherf*cking out of line