Tonalité : D minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Midnight chillin' at AM PM
Coolin' drinkin' apple juice
In Evil's BM
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The sound's up loud
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To attract attention
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ArmoraAll'd tires
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On a lowered suspension
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Knobby to steer with
Alpine deck was glowin'
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Bumpin' Big Daddy
And the nigga was definitely flowin'
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I was ridin' shotgun
Donald and Hen in back
Look through the tint recognized a jack
Two brothers strolled up
Talkin' bout get out
Donald D blazed
Shot one fool through his fuckin' mouth
Why would they step
When they know we're strapped?
I never cruise L.A.
Without a gat in my lap
The other fool shot
Caught the E in the shoulder blade
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I busted through the car door
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That's where the nigga laid
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Hen jumped out
Dropped two nines in his forehead
Evil was bleedin' bad
The car seats were turnin' red
Looked to my left
There were two more carloads
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Niggas in hats and hoods
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In an attack mode
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And they hadn't yet begun to fight
E hit the gas
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It was one past midnight!
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Verse 2
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We boned down Vernon
Right on Normandie
Left on Florence
Gettin' through the E.T.G.'s
Spun out on Vermont
Made a left on Colton
Right on Hoover
E where we goin'?
He didn't even answer that
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Checked the rear view
They were still out back
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Where were these brothers from?
What made these brothers come
Bang! Our back window
Was removed by a shotgun
Now Hen G was shot
Don caught a ricochet
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These motherfuckers was ill
They didn't come to play
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Bust a right turn, parked
and then we got left
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Hid in the the bushes
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Shot the gas tank to fake death
But would this really
Keep them psyched?
Three of us bleedin'
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It was ten past midnight!
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Verse 3
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I really didn't like How
this shit was goin' down
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Wrong night, wrong time
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Wrong fuckin' part of town
Ya see we was deep
In the Hoover's hood
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Three niggas bleedin'
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That shit don't look good!
See over there red don't go
Some places red's all they know
But not our luck
Tonight we was real fucked
Broke down an alley
And we instantly had to duck
Fuckin' police on a gang sweep
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No time to deal with one time
So we had to creep
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Broke through a back yard
Ran through a vacant lot
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E, Hen an d Don kept up
To be some niggas shot
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Shit was gettin' craazy
So I had to get busy
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Hen was bleedin' worse
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And Evil was gettin' dizzy
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Looked in a parking lot
I needed a snatch bar
Had to hot wire
So I moved on an old car
It was a bucket, but fuck it, it had to do
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Star ted it up
And scooped my whole crew
Two blocks later
We saw fuckin' blue lights
The pigs were behind us
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It was half past midnight!
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Verse 4
When they pulled us over
Shit got worse
I waited till they got out
And then I hit reverse
Fucked 'em up, I seen one cop fall
Threw it in gear, yo I'm outty y'all
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Don't know how
But somehow we got away
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Lost the jackers, the cops
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Dumped the G.T.A.
Made it back to the hood
Fixed the crew up
And even though Evil's car blew up
We made it home and then
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I crashed out
Thinkin' bout my all- night death
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Then somethin' woke me up
From my dark sleep
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The sound of fuckin' police
When they're tryin' to creep
Broke through my door
With no goddamn warning
Looked at my watch
It was six in the mornin'!
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