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Lisi - Late Night lyrics
[Hook: repeat 2X]
 You better watch your back for them thugs in the late night
 Them niggas that be glock tight, killin' everything in eyesight
 Showin' no remorse when we buck a bitch down see
 Late night when we ball outta control and act a clown G
 [Verse 1: 2 Cold]
 They be ridin' in them old school cars, wid the see through, they can see you
 These streets so fuckin' lethal nigga kill ya fore they greet ya
 It's one hundred per cent evil, but some don't believe in God
 Tryna flodge, in around that's dark, get a little bit ah heart
 Cause some be nervous, it's gettin' late night when mothers get worried
 Tryna hurry this bitch out the fuckin' club to the back ah the suburban
 She just flirtin', you don't know she workin',
 Wid the niggas in the back that sippin' that Bourbon
 We leavin 'em splurgin' and they pockets hurtin'
 Now you swervin' cause you perved, eyes halfway shut like a curtain
 And the nigga behind ya thinkin' about some dirt in some shorts
 Plus they tired ah sittin' on tracks slangin' hovers to the club
 Night time air, make niggas hot cause even these hoes fuckin' lovely
 And the result is niggas gettin' bucked, and dropped them digits
 Cause the cheese that this playa had, up in his britch
 Momma soon to report ya missing,
 Police ride but they never ever find a witness
 Niggas die in this late night business the niggas creep
 Check the realness of this nigga yo and we comin' deepLisi - Late Night - http://motolyrics.com/lisi/late-night-lyrics.html
 And for ass we gon lay 'til these niggas get put to sleep
 Never ridin' niggas hide to see you comin' up (I see you)
[Hook]
 [Verse 2: Smooth]
 The suns sets in my city 'round eight 'o clock
 That's when young thugs come out wid they mean mugs on, strapped wid glocks
 Down and dirty fuck the world ain't got shit to lose
 So call me a balla but to me I'm just a damn fool
 Straight up out the South, watch yo mouth when we rollin' through
 Niggas from my set don't give a fuck 'bout puttin' holes in you
 Mobbin' like we Gotti turnin' parties out wid hundred round
 Clips from my AK when I spray you best to hit the ground
 Leave 'em lookin' pitiful, we can make it critical
 Bitch we chewed up she so predictable like Mystikal
 Kickin' doors offa hinges when we mob we rob for kis and G's
 We got plenty ammunition, plenty bitches and weed
 They wanna see me at the bottom, locked down for petty shit
 Fuck the river in the ocean tryna net a bigga fish
 We got the streets locked down check our status we be made niggas
 Tryna hit a lick around this bitch for at least seven figures
 So drop it off to these young bosses, 2 Cold and Smooth in this bitch,
 Rep your shit, we takin' no shorts no losses
[Hook]












