You faggot-ass muh'fucker Knock this nigga the fuck out, word to mother son
[Consequence] See y'all the kind of pussies had to pick up somethin And y'all motherfuckers ain't stick up nuttin So all you really doing's run around here frontin But muh'fucker keep on stuntin
[Hook] And homey you go NIGHT NIGHT, from the left and the right And won't forget it for the rest of your life After you go NIGHT NIGHT~! And I promise the same For any lame who won't honor my aim, uhh You go NIGHT NIGHT, from the left and the right And won't forget it for the rest of your life After you go NIGHT NIGHT~! And I promise the same For any lame who won't honor my aim, uhh
[Consequence] Now ever since I went and brought the blend that got my pinky right I've been makin niggas wanna box more than Winky Wright Cause when I'm on the block and I overhear the sneaky types Sayin "Fuck 'Quence cause that nigga probably think he nice" But they gon' pay a price for they frontin and they sidetalk When I'm catch 'em slippin like there's ice on the sidewalk It ain't my fault, that I was blessed with a two-piece While you was on the ave gettin pressed for your new piece But word hit the streets I made it spin like the whirl We called him "Million Dollar Baby" cause he hit like a girl Here's a jewel like a pearl you should often remember If it wasn't for rap I'd be on "Contender" I know I'm kind of slender, here's advice for your mans Cause like the shell game I'm kinda nice with my hands And even with the grands and my name in bright lights Don't think I'd ever hesitate to make you go night night
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[Consequence] Now let me drop the science like Tom Cruise On why I keep the eye on every time you see Cons' cruise Cause I know niggas out here probably thinkin I'm on snooze And if you thinkin THAT, then you niggas are all fools Cause you should know the rules any time you discuss I You probably better all just go get in some shuteye Or you'll get a shut eye, cause I've been puttin heads to bed And we be rollin 20 deep, when we head to bed So get some good night rest, or a good light vest Cause ain't no tellin when the hood might press And it's like 'Quence, don't be sleepin like insomniacs Cause ain't no tellin when they creepin in them Pontiacs Sippin that Cognac, and askin where the party at So they can shoot my car with the gat And I can see 'em in my dreams like Game tryin to heat my frame But watch what happen when that street light change
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