Run All Out Yaki Kadafi (Ft. 2Pac)

Mom play hot where I’m from (Ooh my God)
(The police comin’ nigga) (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 fuck about fuck ‘em
If they not with me you know I ain’t I ain’t mad at them
But fuck him

Us see the first to bust who do we trust?
No matter what I do they got a nigga (I sold you funky)
Still runnin' from the police
(Put them motherfuckin' 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 motherfuckin' 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 gotta me runnin' from the police

I know the law hate me dearly comin' for me
We Outlawz Thugged out niggas runnin' on E
I know the law hate me dearly comin' for me
We Outlawz Thugged out niggas runnin' on E
(Run run…….) Stay Thuged out can you feel me?
(Ooh my God) Can you figer out?