| i’ll be waiting for you
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| until you get through
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| i’ll be waiting)
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| (Tupac)
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| Now peep it Here go tha secret on how to keep a playa
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| some love makin’and homecookin'
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| i’ll see ya later
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| It don’t take alot to keep a nigga hard
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| must be a lady in tha light
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| but real freaky in tha dark
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| plus I got some enemies, baby
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| hold my pistol
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| and wrap your arms around a nigga
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| everytime I kiss you
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| can you visualize the picture?
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| me and you in extasy
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| don’t be upset
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| it’s good sex
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| when you next to me do you wanna test me?
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| put your tired head on my chest
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| A Thug niggas in tha house
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| now you can rest
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| I betcha never screamed a niggas whole name out
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| and felt tha pleasure and tha pain
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| about to fuck tha very taste out your mouth
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| If you call me when you need me 1−800-skypage
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| when you wanna see me cause I can be your man
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| and baby you can be my lady
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| but you gotta give a nigga space
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| or you’ll drive me crazy
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| Run tha Streetz…
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| (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs)
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| i’ll be waiting for you
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| until you get through
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| i’ll be waiting)
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| (Storm)
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| Now me and you was cool
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| but I ain’t tha one to play tha fool
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| can’t make no money in bed
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| so ain’t no future fuckin’you
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| I ain’t tha bitch ta love ya can’t do a damn thang for you
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| if you ain’t about money
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| 9 times outta ten
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| i’ll ignore you
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| It’s a man’s World
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| but real women make tha shit go around
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| disrespect
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| and I clown
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| tha type of bitch to throw down
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| throw up tha block
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| cause nothin’stops my chips
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| I boss playa with this
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| then twist you lame tricks
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| Holla if ya understand my plan ladies
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| fuck havin’babies by them shady ass niggas
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| Swearin', he can save me My stratagies official
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| checkin’ya pockets while I tounge kiss ya soft as tissue
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| so my next issue is 'how to diss you ?'
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| they call me Storm
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| from tha day I was born
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| I been known to break tha coldest muthafucker
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| till’his hearts warm
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| I ain’t never been tha type to wait at home alone
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| just cause we bone
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| don’t mean you own me nigga, i’m grown
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| (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs)
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| i’ll be waiting for you
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| until you get through
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| i’ll be waiting)
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| (Mutah)
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| I’d rather run tha streetz to make some mail
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| and put tha game down tight
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| for these gamin’bitches could get it right
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| It might be a plan that i’m choosen
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| don’t get in confusion
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| because i’m known for showin’examples
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| how i do it
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| Thinkin’i’m new to this
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| because i’m younger
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| where i’ll only leave you suspecious and to wonder
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| and at tha end I make a come up Nigga, was raiseed up off of M.O.B.
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| fighting over something
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| that’s tellen me don’t run tha streetz
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| (Tupac)
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| So tell me am I wrong?
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| for tryin’to communicate through a song
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| I’m up early in tha morning
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| by sunrise i’ll be gone
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| all my homies is waitin’for me plotin’on plans that we made
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| and all tha fun that it’s gonna be so meet me at 3'
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| and don’t be late nigga
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| we hagin’out all night
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| while drinkin’straight liquor
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| I heard it’s popin’at a club
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| but they say I can’t get in cause i’m dressed like a thug
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| until I die
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| i’ll be game related
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| got me strivin’for a million
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| stayin’motivated
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| now that we made it it’s a battle
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| just for tha big money
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| I’m livin’wild
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| no smiles
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| cause ain’t a thing funny
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| I came up hungry
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| just a little nigga
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| tryin’to make it I only got one chance
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| so I gotta take it ya never know when it’s all gonna happen
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| tha rappen or tha drugs
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| but until then
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| give me love
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| and let me Run tha Streetz
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| (You can run tha streetz with your Thugs)
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| i’ll be waiting for you
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| until you get through
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| i’ll be waiting) |