Running
Tupac Ft. Notorious BIG Lyrics


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[Notorious B.I.G.]
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at?

1, 2, 3, and...
[Fabolous]
Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man
Can't tell that to a dingy old man
Who see a young nigga getting plently dough man
Icy Audemar, hendy gold band
With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan
That's why I keep the 9 in the Bently door pan
Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us
Know it's gon' blow for my dough
Why would you try with that guy
Scene told u he keep it G
We can bang like the two chains on my neck
The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects
The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec
12" up, new cane in the deck nigga
Right now with a squeezer and a coozie
And Im goin out like Keyshia with the uzzi

[Chorus]
They talk about it, we all about it
They making plans, we sit and counting
Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
You heard about it cause she running her mouth

She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
Her man look like, he want to fight
But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth

[Notorious B.I.G.]
Fuck around and feel the fury of a high nigga
When I get busy throw your hands in the sky nigga
I got the illest of the ill mentality, niggas be grabbing me
Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me
All up in my back trying to take my track
When I used to sell crack I ain't had problems like that
Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
A nigga front, throw the gat to the fool
Necks wanna move but's getting blasted
Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto bastard
As I release masterpieces like adhesive
Stuck to your ass, like tissue when your wiping fast
MC's have a hard time believing
I mark with death, hard to kill like Steven
When Jake come I'm leaving, the black man's motto
You got a better chance playing lotto
What you want nigga?

[Chorus]

[Busta Rhymes]
Ah, Yo
Now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all over the beat
Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di all over the street
The general consensus is you'll be the dominating fleet
Bitch raw, and let me continue to bring the heat
You know who been the kings of the block, the kings of the drops
The kings of the crap music and the kings of the cross
Niggas fire then drop shit like the purest of powder
That's why most of these niggas little song be sounding like ours
Couple years ago, niggas probably thought I was dieing
Now same niggas are idolizing put our face in the shrine
Yeah I took a little time to cook and show you what's really hot
How the fuck any of you niggas think you feeling my spot
Why you niggas getting mad at us, we shit on your floors
All in your house nigga, our strategies is different from yours
Listen, you come you can do it while I continue to preach
Snoop, fam, bigger Bust of the stand if you can't reach

[Chorus]

Uhhh, uhhh
Fox then B.I.G.
Who fucking with Fox, who want it with I
Bust a shot for me and Big from the villfredo sky
Got my joan fross shit on, hop off my dick
Canary bangle-round I ain't gon' 20 carrots on this bitch
Pull up the Phantom, show 'em how we switch
From the Bentley blinds spur kill 'em with the six
Bedstuy what up y'all, what up with your girl
How she leave dude broke tell them boys on work
I'm in the G5 jedi, Brooklyn what's your chrome
Cause that niggas lieing home if the tutti with the dead-eye
My nigga Neck got hit up in his truck
And no Stranel ain't the same since Homo got touched
Nasty with the pistol, nasty with the clit
See I'm a beast with it, fucking 'til I'm crippled
Ill nuns squeezing the lhama
Bog roll dutty, Fox and Poppa

[Snoop Dogg]
Run for your gun you suckers
B.I.G. I'm a get them motherfuckers
Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie
I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie
In the lack with a sack go and put it on the mat
What it do nephew (Where Brooklyn at?)
Uh, turning it out, run in your house
Gun in your mouth, motherfucker quit running your mouth

[Chorus]





What you really want from a nigga?...

Overall Meaning

The song "Running" is a collaboration between rap legends Tupac and Notorious BIG, along with other notable rappers Busta Rhymes, Fabolous, and Snoop Dogg. Each rapper takes their turn to showcase their skills over an upbeat track.


Notorious BIG starts off the song by asking "Where Brooklyn at?" repeatedly, establishing the theme of the song as a tribute to their hometown. Fabolous raps about envy and being successful, while also referencing celebrity Lindsay Lohan. He boasts about keeping a weapon in his car and warns that anyone who messes with him will suffer the consequences. In the chorus, they speak about the gossip that goes around, but they're focused on making money and kicking haters to the curb.


Biggie raps about the jealousy that other rappers feel towards him. He highlights the struggles he has faced and the obstacles he has overcome. He also warns other rappers that they should be careful when trying to steal his music. Busta Rhymes' verse is a declaration of his own greatness, while Snoop Dogg finishes out the track by announcing that he will take down anyone who tries to disrupt their success.


Line by Line Meaning

Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Asking where the borough of Brooklyn in New York City is located


1, 2, 3, and...
Counting to initiate the start of the song


Now they say you ain't never suppose to envy no man
People say you shouldn't be jealous of others


Can't tell that to a dingy old man
But don't tell that to a bitter old man


Who see a young nigga getting plently dough man
Who sees a young person making lots of money


Icy Audemar, hendy gold band
Wearing expensive jewelry like an Audemar watch and a gold band


With a mean girl like Lindsay Lohan
Being in a relationship with a difficult girl like Lindsay Lohan


That's why I keep the 9 in the Bently door pan
That's why I keep a gun in my Bentley car for protection


Trust it's gon' bust you roll on us
Trust that the gun will fire if you try to attack us


Know it's gon' blow for my dough
Knowing that the gun will be fired to protect my money


Why would you try with that guy
Why would you attempt to challenge someone like me


Scene told u he keep it G
The streets informed you that he is a gangster


We can bang like the two chains on my neck
We can fight and create chaos like the two chains around my neck


The hood is Iraq I'm Hussein in the 'jects
The neighborhood is like a war zone and I'm like Saddam Hussein in the projects


The coup's up take the new Lame for a sec
The coupƩ car is trendy, so let's use the new Lamborghini for a moment


12" up, new cane in the deck nigga
12-inch subwoofers turned up with a new cocaine stash in the car


They talk about it, we all about it
While they only talk about things, we actually live them


They making plans, we sit and counting
While they make plans, we are busy counting our money


Our cheddar stack it's just like a mountain
Our money stacks are as large and impressive as a mountain


You heard about it cause she running her mouth
You know about our success because a woman couldn't keep quiet


She want's to ride, and she's trying to hide it
She wants to be a part of our success, but she doesn't want anyone to know


I'm cool as ever, she's too excited
I remain calm and composed while she is overly enthusiastic


Her man look like, he want to fight
Her partner appears aggressive and ready for a confrontation


But he ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth
But in reality, he is only talking and not taking any action


Fuck around and feel the fury of a high nigga
If you play around, you will experience the anger of someone under the influence of drugs


When I get busy throw your hands in the sky nigga
When I start performing, raise your hands in the air


I got the illest of the ill mentality, niggas be grabbing me
I have a very aggressive mindset, and people try to provoke me


Knowing that they'd rather be stabbing me
Aware that they would prefer to harm or betray me


All up in my back trying to take my track
Constantly trying to steal my music or ideas


When I used to sell crack I ain't had problems like that
Back when I was involved in selling drugs, I didn't face these kinds of issues


Street rules, watch your pockets and your jewels
Living by the unwritten laws of the streets, be cautious of your money and jewelry


A nigga front, throw the gat to the fool
If someone acts aggressively, pass the gun to a trusted friend


Necks wanna move but's getting blasted
People want to intimidate, but they'll get shot


Streets to a flows from the ill ghetto bastard
My rapping style is influenced by the streets and my troubled upbringing


As I release masterpieces like adhesive
When I put out new songs, they stick with people like glue


Stuck to your ass, like tissue when your wiping fast
They stick to you intimately, like toilet paper when you're in a hurry


MC's have a hard time believing
Other rappers find it difficult to believe in my skills and success


I mark with death, hard to kill like Steven
I associate myself with danger, difficult to be defeated like Steven Seagal


When Jake come I'm leaving, the black man's motto
When the police arrive, I quickly make my escape, a common rule for black men


You got a better chance playing lotto
Your odds of winning are better if you play the lottery


What you want nigga?
What is it that you desire?


Ah, Yo
Attention-grabbing interjection


Now watch me dip-dip-di-dive all over the beat
Watch as I smoothly and skillfully perform on the instrumental


Now watch me drip-drip-dri-di all over the street
Watch me display my wealth and success in the streets


The general consensus is you'll be the dominating fleet
It is widely agreed that you will be the most dominant in your field


Bitch raw, and let me continue to bring the heat
Showing off my talent and keeping the energy high


You know who been the kings of the block, the kings of the drops
You are aware that we have been the most successful in the neighborhood and music industry


The kings of the crap music and the kings of the cross
We are the best at making subpar music and being involved in illegal activities


Niggas fire then drop shit like the purest of powder
We release incredible music that has a strong impact on the industry


That's why most of these niggas little song be sounding like ours
That's why many other artists' songs are similar to ours


Couple years ago, niggas probably thought I was dieing
A few years ago, people probably thought I was losing my artistic relevance


Now same niggas are idolizing put our face in the shrine
Now those same people are idolizing us and treating us as legends


Yeah I took a little time to cook and show you what's really hot
I took some time off to improve my skills and present what is truly popular


How the fuck any of you niggas think you feeling my spot
How dare any of you think you can compete with my level of success


Why you niggas getting mad at us, we shit on your floors
Why are you angry at us when we are surpassing your achievements


All in your house nigga, our strategies is different from yours
We are taking over the music industry and our tactics are superior to yours


Listen, you come you can do it while I continue to preach
Listen to what I'm saying because you can achieve what I have if you follow my advice


Snoop, fam, bigger Bust of the stand if you can't reach
Snoop Dogg, family, and Busta Rhymes are standing here, representing success and influence


Uhhh, uhhh
Vocal interjection


Fox then B.I.G.
Referring to performers Foxy Brown and The Notorious B.I.G.


Who fucking with Fox, who want it with I
Who can compete with Foxy Brown, who wants to challenge me


Bust a shot for me and Big from the villfredo sky
Shoot a gun in honor of me and The Notorious B.I.G. from the sky above Villfredo


Got my joan fross shit on, hop off my dick
My woman is dressed very stylishly, stop being envious


Canary bangle-round I ain't gon' 20 carrots on this bitch
I'm wearing a canary yellow bracelet, not some 20-carat jewelry


Pull up the Phantom, show 'em how we switch
Arrive in the Rolls-Royce Phantom and demonstrate our change in style


From the Bentley blinds spur kill 'em with the six
Switch from the Bentley vehicle to a faster and more luxurious car


Bedstuy what up y'all, what up with your girl
Greeting the neighborhood of Bedford-Stuyvesant and asking about the residents and their significant others


How she leave dude broke tell them boys on work
Inform everyone that she left her previous partner and found someone more successful


I'm in the G5 jedi, Brooklyn what's your chrome
I'm traveling in a private jet while asking what type of luxurious car people in Brooklyn drive


Cause that niggas lieing home if the tutti with the dead-eye
Because those who are bragging about violent actions are likely lying and staying at home


My nigga Neck got hit up in his truck
My friend named Neck got shot while in his vehicle


And no Stranel ain't the same since Homo got touched
And Stranel hasn't been the same since someone they know named Homo got harmed


Nasty with the pistol, nasty with the clit
Skilled and proficient with firearms, as well as sexually confident


See I'm a beast with it, fucking 'til I'm crippled
I excel at these activities, engaging in sex until exhaustion


Ill nuns squeezing the lhama
Dangerous women who are skilled at using guns


Bog roll dutty, Fox and Poppa
Foxy Brown and Notorious B.I.G. are respected and influential figures


Run for your gun you suckers
Flee from the danger, you cowards


B.I.G. I'm a get them motherfuckers
Notorious B.I.G. is going to defeat or harm his enemies


Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie
Don't worry, I'll handle it by causing chaos and violence


I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie
I have a few women who are willing to use their charm and skills to benefit me


In the lack with a sack go and put it on the mat
In my car with a bag of drugs, ready to sell it


What it do nephew (Where Brooklyn at?)
What's happening, my young relative? (Where is Brooklyn located?)


Uh, turning it out, run in your house
Taking control of the situation, entering your domain


Gun in your mouth, motherfucker quit running your mouth
Holding a gun to your mouth, forcing you to stop talking and take action


What you really want from a nigga?
What do you truly expect or desire from someone like me?




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@apblolol

"Why am i dying to live, if im just living to die." Hits me every time

@CrackZulu

Not alone

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@haloskaterkid

A friendship destroyed by media intervention. Two poets gone before their time like many others that came before them. RIP pac and big, your influence and message lives on

@quest6264

adrift dam that got me thinking KINGS RESTING NOW

@omgman2248

Brad favor with Tupac Shakur

@MHWRESTLIN

quest 626 no the friendship was destroyed by Pac getting shot and rumours that bad boy set it up and biggie knew but never warned him

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