Run All Out lyrics

by

2Pac


Mom play hot where I’m from (Ooh my God)
(The police comin’ n*gga) (Ooh shot) (Ooh my God)
(Get over here) (Get down)

For I concern with ever with ever is not with me
I can’t give a f*ck about f*ck ‘em
If they not with me you know I ain’t I ain’t mad at them
But f*ck him

Us see the first to bust who do we trust?
No matter what I do they got a n*gga (I sold you funky)
Still runnin' from the police
(Put them motherf*ckin' Nike's on tight and get ghost y'all)

I ain't got nuttin’ on my mind but gettin' in some trouble
Lickin' shots to they block leavin' bloody blood puddles
For some ridah delight now we in a gunfight
I can shoot the gauge pebbles at the devils or die tonight
It's on me but if I die bury me a motherf*ckin' G
A open casket on them bast*rds so they all remember me
With my vest on my chest my tools and my piece
Thug Life motherf*cker gotta me runnin' from the police

I know the law hate me dearly comin' for me
We Outlawz Thugged out n*ggas runnin' on E
I know the law hate me dearly comin' for me
We Outlawz Thugged out n*ggas runnin' on E
(Run run…….) Stay Thuged out can you feel me?
(Ooh my God) Can you figer out?
Halfway Thugs don't budge when we stalk the streets
Sort of like Thugs and narcotics when we walk the streets (Bang)
You speak the beef pus*y draw down and drop it (Drop)
Hit you with 6 shots lay the law down and throw the shells
(Buck buck buck) In my pocket
Gettin' mines with nine c*cked extortin'
Blocks pop with (Heey yo!) 22's in my socks
With the butt hangin' out the chocolate
You never seen time I travel across dream crime
My rolls like a million dollar bills folded with green slime (Hehehaha)
With my foes erased drink my Henney straight no chasin'
Catch my body (Let’s do that sh*t n*gga)
Like Haitian 5 minutes from the station (We goin’ all out!)

I know the law hate me dearly comin' for me
We Outlawz Thugged out n*ggas runnin' on E
I know the law hate me dearly comin' for me
We Outlawz Thugged out n*ggas runnin' on E
(Run run…….) Runnin’ on E (I thought you know?)

(Son rise why you want?)
(Ooh my God) We goin’ all out!

Big money clutch and bail to murder ‘em hand pulse rushin'
Cap tiled to the side on the lean out the ride bustin'
Outlawz in force secrets of war but won't abuse it
Burn and bury my burners with my dead buddies when I use it
Give a f*ck about later shots swarm to the equator
Death to u traders shots bitin' through your bones like alligator
Payin' my dues lookin' for miscellaneous infamous crews
Old lady sing the blues (Ooh my God)
Leave ‘em smokin' from they shoes
(My God) They here (Hehehaha) Kadafi you know……………
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