[Chorus: Michel'le]
You can run the streets with your thugs
I been waitin' for you
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'
You can run the streets with your thugs (don't look at me like that)
I been waitin' for you (that's right)
(let me go with my n***as)
Until you get through
I'll be waitin'

[Verse 1: E.D.I]
Hey, look girl it's me, forever g
Livin' daily 'cause I'm on a mission for whatever pays me
And you can be my lady, maybe if you stay instead of paying attention to whatever your friends be sayin'
And I told you girl it's going to be some waitin'
And some time in between before we become that permanent team
I know it's a dream but it doesn't seem the time ain't right
Besides my mind ain't right, young and caught up in other things like fun and try get some of those things
So when my number comes when they come and get me
I don't want ya with me
Can't stand to see my family murdered by my worst enemies
Please, I know I'm going back on what was plannin'
But the life of a thug is so demanding
It's right now I need your understanding and compassion
Will be the key to a long lasting relationship
What you wanna trip you'll be chasin' this
While I'm gone in the breeze
Forever with my G's
Bombed out with ease
Runnin' with ease
[Verse 2: 2Pac]
Now that I reminisce on my reflection
Close to perfection, as a n***a can get, without protection
You never tripped, and even though we had our fights
Dinner every night
I'm cussin' and fussin' like it's impossible, to get it right
Time alone, away from home, 'cause I can do, bad on my own
Lookin' for more than just another bone
Will I be happy now I'm grown
It seems we have a problem with jealously
'cause you interruptin' while I'm on the phone
I got some bidness to handle so baby understand
Can't spend my whole life up under you, I'm a grown man
Could you respect me if I wasn't driven
All up in prison or even worse just barely livin'
So sympathize 'cause my motto was baby pimp or die
Still strivin' for thuggin' 'til I die, so simplify
I need some time to get my head straight trust in me
When I finally be you'll be my queen
Just let me run the streets

[Chorus: Michel'le]
You can run the streets with your thugs (hahaha yea, n***a)
I'll be waitin' for you (let a n***a hang out with the homies, you know babe)
Until you get through (eh, a n***a that hang out more will come home and love you better)
I'll be waitin' (feel me baby)
You can run the streets with your thugs (let that n***a be free)
I'll be waitin' for you (don't have that n***a all up on you)
Until you get through (let me run the streets boo)
I'll be waitin'
[Verse 3: Napoleon]
I'd rather run the streets to 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
N***a, was raised up
Off of M.O.B
Fadin' me over somethin'
That's tellin' me don't run the streets

[Verse 3: 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 n***a
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 little n***a, tryna 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
[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 n***a run the streets, boo
I hate you, hahah, I'll call you back
Just let me hang with my n***as
Why you actin' like that Michel'le, ha?
You know n***a wanna kick it with his homeboys and shit
I told you I was comin' back later on, right?
So you don't believe a n***a?
Just cook for a n***a, 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 n***a run with the homies
Let me go kick it with my n***as
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'