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Midnight chillin` at A.M P.M.

Coolin` drinkin` apple juice

In Evil`s BM

The sound`s up loud

To attract attention

rmoraled tires

On a lowered suspension

Nardi to steer with

Alpine deck was glowin`

Bumpinn` Big Daddy

And the nigga was definitely flowin`

I was ridin` shotgun

Donald and Hen in back

Look thru the tint recognized a jack

Two brothers strolled up

Talkin` bout get out

Donald D blazed

Shot one fool thru 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

Caut the E in the shoulder blade

I busted thru the ca door

That`s where the nigga laid

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

Niggas in hats and hoods

In an attack mode

And they hadn`t yet begun to fight

E hit the gas

It was one past midnight!



We boned down Vernon

Right on Normandie

Left on Florence

Gettin` thru the E.T.G.`s

Spun out on Vermont

Made a left on Colden

Right on Hoover

E where we goin`?

He didn`T even answer that

Checked the reaar view

They were still out back

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

These motherfuckers was ill

They didn`t come to play

Bust a right turn, parked

and then we got left

Hid in the the bushes

Shot the gas tank to fake death

But would this really

Keep them psyched?

Three of us bleedin`

It was ten past midnight!



I really didn`t like

How this shit was goin` down

Wrong night, wrong time

Wrong fuckin` part of town

Ya see we was deep

In the Hoover`s hood

Three niggas bleedin`

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

Borke down an alley

And we instantly had to duck

Fuckin` police on a gang sweep

No time to deal with one time

So we had to creep

Broke thru a back yard

Ran thru a vacant lot

E, Hen and Don kept up

To be some niggas shot

Shit was gettin` craazy

So I had to get busy

Hen was bleedin` worse

And Evil was gettin` dizzy

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

Started it up

And scooped my whole crew

Two blocks later

We saw fuckin` blue lights

The pigs were behind us

It was half past midnight!



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 yall

Don`t know how

But somehow we got away

Lost the jackers, the cops

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 I crashed out

Thinkin` bout my all-night death bout

Then somethin` woke me up

From my dark sleep

The sound of fuckin` police

When they`re tryin` to creep

Broke thru my door

With no goddamn warning

Looked at my watch

It was six in the mornin`!

Midnight chillin` at A.M P.M.

Coolin` drinkin` apple juice

In Evil`s BM

The sound`s up loud

To attract attention

rmoraled tires

On a lowered suspension

Nardi to steer with

Alpine deck was glowin`

Bumpinn` Big Daddy

And the nigga was definitely flowin`

I was ridin` shotgun

Donald and Hen in back

Look thru the tint recognized a jack

Two brothers strolled up

Talkin` bout get out

Donald D blazed

Shot one fool thru 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

Caut the E in the shoulder blade

I busted thru the ca door

That`s where the nigga laid

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

Niggas in hats and hoods

In an attack mode

And they hadn`t yet begun to fight

E hit the gas

It was one past midnight!



We boned down Vernon

Right on Normandie

Left on Florence

Gettin` thru the E.T.G.`s

Spun out on Vermont

Made a left on Colden

Right on Hoover

E where we goin`?

He didn`T even answer that

Checked the reaar view

They were still out back

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

These motherfuckers was ill

They didn`t come to play

Bust a right turn, parked

and then we got left

Hid in the the bushes

Shot the gas tank to fake death

But would this really

Keep them psyched?

Three of us bleedin`

It was ten past midnight!



I really didn`t like

How this shit was goin` down

Wrong night, wrong time

Wrong fuckin` part of town

Ya see we was deep

In the Hoover`s hood

Three niggas bleedin`

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

Borke down an alley

And we instantly had to duck

Fuckin` police on a gang sweep

No time to deal with one time

So we had to creep

Broke thru a back yard

Ran thru a vacant lot

E, Hen and Don kept up

To be some niggas shot

Shit was gettin` craazy

So I had to get busy

Hen was bleedin` worse

And Evil was gettin` dizzy

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

Started it up

And scooped my whole crew

Two blocks later

We saw fuckin` blue lights

The pigs were behind us

It was half past midnight!



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 yall

Don`t know how

But somehow we got away

Lost the jackers, the cops

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 I crashed out

Thinkin` bout my all-night death bout

Then somethin` woke me up

From my dark sleep

The sound of fuckin` police

When they`re tryin` to creep

Broke thru my door

With no goddamn warning

Looked at my watch

It was six in the mornin`!

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