2Pac ft. Notorious B.I.G., Dramacydal, Stretch & Buju Banton - Runnin' (From Tha Police) | Текст песни

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• 2Pac ft. Notorious B.I.G., Dramacydal, Stretch & Buju Banton
• Runnin' (From Tha Police)

One time, one time nigga onAnnotatee time! (Where?)

Runnin' from the police (Yeah I know what you mean)
No matter what I do, they got a nigga
Still runnin' from the police
(Put them motherfucking Nike's on tight and get ghost y'all)

[Verse 1: Dramacydal]
I ain't got nuttin' on my mind, but gettin' in some trouble
Licking shots to they block, leavin' bloody blood puddles
For some ridas 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 motherfucking G
A open casket on them bastards so they all remember me
With my vest on my chest, my tools and my piece
Thug Life motherfucker, got me runnin' from the police

Nigga, you know that's true
Catch a nigga like K-Dog, chillin' with a crew
Every damn day parlay with my glass of Re
The O.J. and it's all okay
To that fuckin' fake cop, got to play the man
Ran me down the block with my glass in my hand
Damn, I hope it don't spill
Nigga chill, shit is real cock back my steel

Still runnin' from the police, I gets no sleep
I got you peeping in my window while I'm smoking indo
But I ain't no motherfucking track star, Pigs got a Jeep
Like Big Malki, runnin' through motherfuckers backyards
So I grabs my piece before I flee
And instead of me runnin', these bitches is runnin' from me
Lick shots hits spots off on my piece
Cause a nigga like Big Malki is through runnin' from the police

[Hook: Buju Banton]
Now it's war, me trying to sell, running from the punk po-lice
They try to cock me, but them can't gun store
What about they come to hold up me North
Pulled up the park, I left school and lets buck
Look around, look around, punk police
Run as fast as you can, but you can't catch me
Look around, look around, punk police
Me have to blast back, cause they blast at me

[Verse 2]
[Stretch]
Yo I was, schemin' and fiendin' for loots and took the crooked route to
Ghetto fame I felt the pains and now I run the game
The insane brain, cold gettin' fly like a plane
On them suckers with my nigga Biggie Smalls causing ruckus

[The Notorious B.I.G.]
Check it, I grew up a fucking screw-up
Got introduced to the game, got a ounce and fuckin' blew up
Chopping rocks overnight
The nigga Biggie Smalls tryin ta turn into the black Frank White

[Stretch]
And we got the workers chopping rock, Benz by the flock
And we gettin' it, the dirty cop is jealous so they sweatin' it
I'm lettin' off smoke, hope they don't play me for no joke
And provoke the homicide, so just let the drama slide
We keeping it real, fuck how you feel, Biggie pass the steel
Let's serve these motherfuckers slugs as a fuckin' meal

[The Notorious B.I.G.]
We had to grow dreads to change our description
Two cops is on the milk box missin'
Show they toes you know they got stepped on
A fist full of bullets a chest full of Teflon
Run from the police picture that, nigga I'm too fat
I fuck around and catch a asthma attack
That's why I bust back, it don't phase me
When he drop, take his Glock, and I'm Swayze
Celebrate my escape, sold the Glock, bought some weight
Laid back, I got some money to make, motherfucker

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2Pac]
They got me runnin' from the five-o
Duckin' and dodgin' in my survival
The Benzo and I let off with my nine, ho
I'm movin' swifter than the next nigga, no time for sex
Cause in my mind all I wonder is who's next
Nigga, my homie slipped and now he pays the price
He did a drive-by, sixteen, now he's doin' triple life
Tell me is it me or my upbringin'
I spit that thug shit
Nigga motherfuck singin'
I hope you got your Timberlands on tight
Cause I ain't givin' up
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