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Artiste:South Park Mexican
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Album:Hustle Town
Titre:Night Shift
 
Date d'ajout:18/10/2007
Votes:Aucun vote     
Vues:53 fois
 
Paroles:f/ Pimpstress



[Verse 1: SPM]

Now spread the word

I got them bricks on the

dead end streets

And watch them jump out boys

Cause they rollin ten deep

Creep

crawlin the night

Ya know the deal

In the muthafuckin Hill

We all strapped to

kill

Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases

Mad cause they askin me for three

dollar pieces

How the fuck I'm suppoesed to come up

Of a shy move

Run up on a twenty

and get yo ass an ice cube

It ain't nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass

Jus understand the

roughness

Never cut for the gutless

Cause it's do or die

You ask

Who am

I?

I was a heartbreaker ever since junior high

Eye of the public

The Brown be a

suspect

So the streets taught me to be loveless

Causin rawkus

In a dope fiends

bucket

My two favorite subjects were

Shut it and fuck it



[Chorus:

SPM]

The night shift

Young hustlers workin grave yards

The night shift

Street

soldiers workin grave yards

My nine be

Beside me

Tonight we

Work the night

shift

My nine be

Beside me

Tonight we

Work the night shift



[Verse

2: Pimpstress]

It's yo midnight mistress

Playa named Pimpstress

I keep it crunk

handle AH on my business

Queen of the click

Fiend for my shit

I'm sucked and

corrupt

Sixteen in my click

From black and mop

You can't crack my style

Playa

hatin bitches make me crack a smile

Tonight

With whoride

In the moonlight

My

feria ruka sound like the fuckin chula

Fools die

Fuckin wit my feria

Daddy steaks

wanna marry the

Emperiala

Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms. Cocaine

The three devils brought

us deep in the dope game

So strange

True G's won't change

Close range

Left ya

boys wit no brains

Street zombies

Takin out posses

Dangerous hobbies

Jus call

me



[Chorus: SPM]

Repeat 1x



[Verse 3: SPM]

Alone in my

home

Cock my gats

I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks

Keep out

burglar

Come on in

Bring all yo men let the games begin

Pumpin em in the cheek man

I

Hot shots comin out my banana

Got plans like Santa Anna

Got balls like Tony

Montana

Trick or treat

Feel my heat

Hear my muthafuckin drum beats

Don't believe

the tales from my hood?

Come see

This ain't no joke you can smoke

This ain't no

wonderland

I kick this shit so you motherfuckers understand

I pop mine

With a glock

nine

Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop sign

Be the one never

You come I come

better

Bring yo umbrella

I bring the rough weather

Pleasure one pleasure

Choppin

up chedder

Ya whole crew get done by one fella



[Chorus: SPM]

Repeat 1x
 
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