Yeah, baby, Im just out here trying to get this money...
I mean its hard.. hustling late night
You know (late niight)
Some of these suckas out there tryna get what I got
Tryna pull me down (late night)
But you know.. Im a real playa
Real hustler.. real gangsta
Im bout getting this money (late night)
I dont give a fuck what time it is..
It can go down all night..
Button up the honcho, grab the brownies and heat
First step, to collect a niggas bread and meat
The squares asleep
But all the hogs out on the prowl
Blocks get locked down like they off a child
Time to eat up off the streets full of fiends and hypes
Checking cream off ecstasy to the green and white
Dub sacks, the drugs packed up in kilo bricks
Getcha slang on, bang on, and keep yo chips
Baller had this, cause the savage beast did need to floss
So the hard, Bogard, and we squeezed it soft
Late night, the game tight, went up a notch or two
With fake vice, playin nice, steady watching you
Impossible, the clock when you.. aint overtiming
The vivrant ways for crimes on the grind and start shining
9 to 5 is midnight to sunrising
Occupation gangsta committed to thug life
On a late night..
Thats the time we gone ride
Nigga, its do or die
Late night
We aint checking for names
When the hollow points fly
On a late night..
Deeper and deeper
We had to get into some gangsta shit
Late night
Deeper and deeper
They dont know who they fucking wit
Dead bodies with a funky smell
Throw em in the ocean
Jack the fo up two times
And young nigga, keep coastin
Turn on the DVD and watch myself on TV
Its killings after killings but they dont know its me
Its lil G, now what you think that stand fo?
Im gangsta on the streets and I keep it Crippin in the studio
Who else be up late night ready to jack like the whole house?
Gallop in yo shit like the black joust
To make it real simple and quick
If I dont have it, I gots to take yo shit
And its all about the fast lane, nigga
When you see me on the streets, I got my finger on tha trigga
Never catch whos slippin when Im on them 2-wing deez
And when I get my bricks, I flood ya whole city in titties
Please believe, that Im a lil crazy motherfucker
Turned out by the Spillmans, Gaithens, and Ruckas
On a late night..
Thats the time that we gone move a gang away
Late night
They call me Chef Boyardee, pushin up some cakes
On a late night..
Deeper and deeper
I bang these streets for all so long
Late night
Deeper and deeper
Uh, wit this game that I got, I cant go wrong
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