Lyrics Late Night Hype 3 - Compton's Most Wanted, MC Eiht, Stomper (Soldier Ink)

Late Night Hype 3

Some of that smooth shit, for the thugs
party with your nigga
Geah late night number 3
Get yo shit together
And keep your hood tight
We could smoke all night
It ain’t nuthin' but a gangsta party and mad hoes
And this is how the story goes
Girls getting X’d out and cash flows
Niggas too drunk, turn to assholes
Damn I’m loving the sound
Baby she buzzing
Go get down, working it with a frown
Is that your cousin?
The one holding up 2 cups
36 cups trying to back it up
That’s what we go through
Singing fucked up, I wanna fuck you
And that’s gangsta
Ready to get high and fuck
But some of these hoes might cost a buck
In the late night, late night
It happens in the late night
In the late night baby
In the late night baby
Gonna make it happen in the late night
It happns in the late night
Getting down in th late night
I’m gonna make ya feel all right
Gonna make it happen in the late night
Late night, late night
Late night, late night
Late night hype homeboy
Just came from the barrio
The little homies with the hood
Rap bitches says it all
Tall can in my hand
Southern Cali is the land
West coast late night
Spinning on them gold things
Smoking sticky green kush with the purple leaves
Watch me roll up my sleeves and hit the green weed
Crystal blue persuasion
Hitting corners in my ride
Got my strap on my side
Hit the south side
Hit my girls house to see what was poppin'
To let me know if the panties was dropping
I got money to spend
I got weed to smoke
Another late night hype
My homies slanging dope
We got the hynas from the hood
The homies feeling good
Staying posted with the heat
The way a G should
On a mission for commission
When I serve my shit
Doing everything I can to come stack my chips
It happens in the late night
In the late night baby
In the late night baby
Gonna make it happen in the late night
It happens in the late night
Getting down in the late night
I’m gonna make ya feel all right
Gonna make it happen in the late night
They tell me that x give ‘em a feeling
Like the sideways in a trey Sunday 3-wheeling
Feeling like a million bucks, be the suspect
Coming home late, getting out in check
Next episode 2 days from now
Creep mode, trying to figure how
Just to come to the spot
And spread a little cheer
Treat a nigga like it was happy new year
Anywhere, we smoke, we snuck in here
Blunt smoke, take shots of tequila and beer
Señorita meet her in the parking lot by the ride
Hit the chirp on the alarm let’s slide
Bad muthafucka
It’s what that’ll get you sucka
Hammer slammer, king of the street grammar
Gun never jam up
I release the smoke late night
Muthafuckas are no joke
In the late night
It happens in the late night
In the late night baby
In the late night baby
Gonna make it happen in the late night
It happens in the late night
Getting down in the late night
I’m gonna make ya feel all right
Gonna make it happen in the late night