2Pac performing Run Tha Streetz. From the album All Eyez On Me © 1996 DRR Lyrics: [Michel'le:] You can run the streets with your thugs I been waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting You can run the streets with your thugs I been waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting [2Pac:] Hey yo storm Honestly I think I can fuck wit' a motherfucker like you See I don't like a motherfucker that be all lonely and shit All up under me, telling me we having gold, in case she gold ringing When I'm coming home and all of that ol' crazy shit What type of life I live [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 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 the streets [Michel'le:] You can run the streets with your thugs I been waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting You can run the streets with your thugs I been waiting for you Until you get through I'll be waiting [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 one minute, type ho' You know [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 ya ain't about money 9 times outta 1