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
On the muthafuckin' hill we all strapped to kill
Chill hittin' licks in the wind that never ceases
Get mad 'cause they askin' me for three dollar pieces
How the fuck I'm supposed to come up of a shy move
Run up on a twenty and get yo ass an ice cube
It ain't nothin' why you bumpin' in yo Cutlass
Just understand the roughness never cut for the gutless
'Cause it's do or die you ask, who am I?
That mama heart breaker 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
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
It's yo midnight mistress, playa named Pimpstress
I keep it crunk handle 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 who ride in the moonlight
My feria ruka sound like the fuckin' chula
Fools die, fuckin' wit my feria
Daddy steaks wanna marry ya then burry ya
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 just call me
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
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 your men let the games begin
Pumpin' 'em in the cheek man I, hot shots comin' out my banana
Got plans like Santa Anna and balls like Tony Montana
Trick or treat, feel my heat, hear my muthafuckin' drum beats
Don't believe my 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 your umbrella, I bring the rough weather
One treasure one pleasure, choppin' up cheddar
Ya whole crew get done by one fella
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

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