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ComptonS Most Wanted - "Late Night Hype"
Lyrics to Late Night Hype : Word Bet This beat is like funky Youknowmsayin' Who put this beat together, man' Yo, thats the DJ Unknown What, Unknown' Niggas didnt think he was capable of somethin They dont we got somethin for it Yeah, man, I wrote some funky lyrics to this Alright, lets get busy... [VERSE 1: MC Eiht] It was a Friday, and Eiht was chillin like a criminal Didnt know the time, so I peeped out the digital Jumped in the hooptie, turned on the ignition Had the slightest worth of gold, but still was on a mission Down Alondra, rollin kinda tough Twisted up the chocolate thai, and I started to puff Aroma smells better than a rose Needed a shot of the bird, but the sto was closed Swooped to my girl house to see what was poppin To let me know if the panties was droppin Baby wanted snaps, twenties by the dozen I guess the tramp thought that the E was buzzin I couldnt fade it, why the hell should I jib' Got the 20 sack of thai, and Im here for the crib I cant go out like that, that aint my type I hooked her up on my late night hype Geah Word Hey man, I dont know whats up with baby, man This broad is like real trippin Hey yo, want me to run somethin, homeboy' Man, I guess, man Baby thinkin she gon gank Aint no sleepin Run it down [VERSE 2: Tha Chill] I was coolin to let you know Tha Chill cools out Explanation, Chillll tell you what its about At the pad, on the way to Es to get got And Im thinkin of a sorry clown we should jack 10:30 is the time I start bailin "Chill from C.M.W.", the girlies yellin Pay no attention, all they wanna do is bone ya Stepped back off the curb, came E around the corner Music was thumpin, heads started bobbin Swoopin through Compton like Batman and Robin E is kinda late, whats the plan for the evening' (Lets roll till we find a pack of girls thats skeezin) Skeezin' I play the game like a sport Yo E, roll out, let me hit the Newport Boys from Compton (Geah, right) And we hooked you up on that late night hype Too fresh Eiht and Chill is back with a funky track Yeah, you know that Hey, I got a 100 to spend Whats up on some Hen' Yo, man, Im with that Lets roll down Compton Boulevard I know theres stores, they open like, late night Wanna step' [VERSE 3: MC Eiht] 2 a.m. on the 91 freeway, lookin spooky Headed to this girl house to get my dookie Stopped at the station to fill up the tank 4 niggas rollin, I better watch out for the gank Move, it was smooth, one of the fools jumped out Started poppin all this ying-yang from his mouth I said, "Look, my name is Eiht, and Im your local town rapper" He said ("So what' Im your local town jacker") Right then I knew I couldnt reason with the chap So the thought came (E, peel his cap) I reached under the seat, the sucker got brave [shots] (Sucker) The punk was sprayed Checked out myself, everything was cool Damn, had to lay to rest a crazy fool Geah, dont try to play, cause yo, that aint my type And youll get hip to my late night hype Damn, suckers on my tip Man, homeboy just didnt know So we got to peel Youknowmsayin, E' Man, Chill, these suckers got to know aint no sleepin Homeboy, you know we know whats up And thats on that Youknowmsayin' Hey man, lets kick it Im with it [VERSE 4: Tha Chill] On a night when things was goin kinda slow Me and E takin to the head a cold 4-0 I was buzzin and clownin a skee that was short Right then Eiht passed me the smoke Chillin much hard, and the phone start ringin I was buzzin and it looked like the house was swingin I couldnt fake it, barely made it to the door I hit a corner, claimed my spot on the floor Suddenly I smelled perfume that was lit Opened my eyes, and I had to take a hit Knock-knock-knock on the door, somebodys trippin It was my girl, E said (Hit the bud and stop sippin) She kept riffin, I said, "Shut the trap Youre pissin me off, you keep it up, and I slap" She said, "No", I said, "Geah, fool, take a hike I got no time for your late night hype" Hey man Check this out Its like these girls, man They just comin to the house like 3 oclock in the mornin, man I cant even deal Man, that aint nothin I had this girl last night over my house trippin Bangin on my door all night Moms was goin off Youknowmsayin' Hey man, I be trippin off these girls I hear Tryin to say they down with the E, knowmsayin' But they can like save the drama for they mama Hey, they keep trippin with me, Ima have to whip You know me Put the whip down on em suckers, huh' [ Late Night Hype Lyrics ]
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