Lyrics:
trouble you, wait
But before you skate, I'd like to try to break the ice
Like a frozen lake, so you'll fall through, stay the night
Stay like eight
for all of my niggas just stuck in the cycle
Kill or be killed, just the rules of survival
Vile, we sicker than viruses
Can't get by without slime, we
DEM
ONS IN THE NIGHT
OH DEMONS IN THE NIGHT
EVIL DAYS COMIN BY
THESE SHADOWS FROM THE DARK
WATCHING THE LOVE EMBRACE
THEN THEY KILL IT ALL
OH DEMONS IN
I don't really want you I send you home
Yeah, hit the lights, hit the lightning
Party of the night you invited
When Im in it ima kill...
Thumbing
third degree
(Get the knowledge?) Suspicious niggas up in
There don clicked brick
I think he used to cop that Chronic
By the way I think don bone killed
fingers
Making notes fly
Middle of the night, tryin' to sleep
But you hear her at the front
Door fuckin' with her keys
Now she thinks of you when
She plays
pushin'? Product pumpin' like a piston hardly gettin' by
Or probably gettin' high off what you pitchin', while we sittin' fly
Tryin' to keep it simplified,
the night
Yea, welcome to the rockstar life
Hell yeah we gon dance on night
Yea we kill it on the dance floor
Booping and moon walks
Dj playing my damn song
when night fall
a nigga don't give a fuck about feelings
gotta stay high
don't know if i'm gon live or die
45 by my side in case
I
that I love her stories, I know you won't believe me
But when I finally get around to Saturday night fever
I'll think of her and all the times the TV was
you're the one
You don't have to worry
No hurry
The night's still young
I'm just looking for some good clean fun
I ain't lookin' for a woman
Who's
(1st verse)
(Wicked)
See it was late at night
When it jumped up
I was deep in my sleep
When it jumped off
Tossin' and turnin'
In my king size
nose dirty,
Playa haters wanna kill me,
Juvenile I know you feel me,
I'm too smart to let em' steal me,
Refuse to let 'em steal me,
Nigga fuck ya, I'ma
said the ghetto's trying to kill me, feel this
cause in my hood, it's rest in peace shirt
and every nigga in they momma done did dirt
or formed a gang,
one of the bigger biggest of niggaz that done did it
Been hated and delt wit it, when agents tap in my lyrics
So by the time that they hear it,
one of the bigger biggest of n****z that done did it
Been hated and delt wit it, when agents tap in my lyrics
So by the time that they hear it,
a hooker on a Saturday night I'm quick to screw ya
Cause you the pussy waitin to get fucked by the fucker
Servin' lemonheads to the cluckers
I got love
Verse 1: (B.G.)
Money makin' is my thing
A mill is what I'm tryin' to reach
Good shit to my peeps is what the fuck I preach
Baby Gangsta is my
gettin' fucked up, sippin' on me some Hen
Tryin' to mack to this bitch with this dyke ass friend
I told that dyke ho "Why don't you carry yo punk ass on"
sometimes
I think it happened on a Saturday
I heard the phone ring
Vrring, vrring, vrring, vrring, vrring, who this? Ron?
Yo, Wise got killed last night
on the whiskey
Let somebody else drive
I started drinking on Friday
And by Saturday night
They had me blowing through a tool
Charge with DUI
Cuffed
at your funeral
The Zig's on my hip with an extra clip
Cause I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6
La-di-da-di
Saturday night and we like
at your funeral
The Zig's on my hip with an extra clip
Cause I'd rather be tried by 12 than carried by 6
La-di-da-di
Saturday night and we like
a nigga like Koop, a nutcase
And I can tell by the day it's gonna be a long night
When I take a swipe for your life, my big black butcher knife
Now I'm
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