| Dru Hill knocking, feel the beauty in the solitude
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| Forever prevailing over obstacles
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| Spaceship gon' land, astronomical
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| All about my fucking money just like prostitutes
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| I got a nigga that’s pitching in front of Jamba Juice
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| I’m in and out of these cities, in different kind of coupes
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| And if I say you my nigga, I go the mile for you
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| Why you ain’t bust at them niggas when they had shot at you?
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| And they gon' tell you you they with you, gotta find the proof
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| The AMG got a roof but this shit is optional
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| I ain’t gon' mention your name if I did the crime with you
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| Just know that it was for real if I shared a bond with you
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| And it’s a gift and a curse when you think what time could do
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| straight to your bond, we could divide the two
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| Minus the bullshit, life’s great
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| Race through the lot in a white Wraith
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| Dealer plates, fish boats, let 'em talk about me
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| Shout out all the bitches that done fought about me
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| Got people of Latin descent that go to war about me
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| You defended, have my mother go to court about me
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| Restitution, they ain’t ever get a quarter out me
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| Fuck it, I be on the run for the summer
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| Might just shoot the function up 'cause I wanna
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| One of my custies got knocked, still owe me 60 dollars
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| I swear to God, in eighth grade, that we was doing Pradas
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| I got the pictures, don’t believe me, nigga
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| Everything designer when you see me, nigga
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| Know my niggas wrong, still screaming, «Free them niggas»
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| Don’t approach me, I don’t speak to niggas
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| Quick to draw straps and put heat to niggas
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| Like the shit that’s coming out your motherfucking speaker, nigga
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Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Late Night , by - Retch. Song from the album After the Verdict, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп