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[Intro]

Она сказала: «Нет», я сказала: «Гай, дурак, поход

Word

У меня нет времени на твою позднюю ночную шумиху "

Bet

This beat is like funky

[Outro]

Youknowmsayin?

Эй, чувак

Who put this beat together, man?

Проверь это

Yo, that's the DJ Unknown

Это как эти девушки, мужчина

What, Unknown?

Они просто приходят в дом, как 3 часа утра, чувак

Niggas didn't think he was capable of somethin

Я даже не могу иметь дело

They don't we got somethin for it

Человек, это не совсем

Yeah, man, I wrote some funky lyrics to this

У меня была эта девушка прошлой ночью над моим домом, триппин

Alright, let's get busy...

Банкин на мою дверь всю ночь

Мамы ушли

[Verse 1 : MC Eiht]

Вы знаете,?

It was a Friday, and Eiht was chillin like a criminal

Эй, чувак, я отрываю этих девушек, я слышу

Didn't know the time, so I peeped out the digital

Попробуйте сказать, что они с помощью E, Knowmsayin?

Jumped in the hooptie, turned on the ignition

Но им может понравиться спасение драмы для мамы

Had the slightest worth of gold, but still was on a mission

Эй, они продолжают со мной, я должен взбить

Down Alondra, rollin kinda tough

Ты меня знаешь

Twisted up the chocolate thai, and I started to puff

Положите кнут на их присоски, а?

Aroma smells better than a rose

Needed a shot of the bird, but the sto' was closed

3 встраиваемого

Swooped to my girl house to see what was poppin

Подробнее о гении

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 couldn't fade it, why the hell should I jib?

Got the 20 sack of thai, and I'm here for the crib

I can't go out like that, that ain't my type

I hooked her up on my late night hype

Geah

Word

Hey man, I don't know what's 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

Ain't no sleepin

Run it down

[Verse 2: Tha Chill]

I was coolin to let you know Tha Chill cools out

Explanation, Chill'll tell you what it's about

At the pad, on the way to E's to get got

And I'm 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, what's the plan for the evening?

(Let's roll till we find a pack of girls that's 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

What's up on some Hen?

Yo, man, I'm with that

Let's roll down Compton Boulevard

I know there's 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 I'm your local town rapper"

He said ("So what? I'm your local town jacker")

Right then I knew I couldn't reason with the chap

So the thought came (E, peel his cap)

I reached under the seat, the sucker got brave

[Gun Shots]

(Sucker) The punk was sprayed

Checked out myself, everything was cool

Damn, had to lay to rest a crazy fool

Geah, don't try to play, cause yo, that ain't my type

And you'll get hip to my late night hype

Damn, suckers on my tip

Man, homeboy just didn't know

So we got to peel

Youknowmsayin, E?

Man, Chill, these suckers got to know ain't no sleepin

Homeboy, you know we know what's up

And that's on that

Youknowmsayin?

Hey man, let's kick it

I'm 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 couldn't 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, somebody's trippin

It was my girl, E said (Hit the bud' and stop sippin)

She kept riffin, I said, "Shut the trap

You're 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"

[Outro]

Hey man

Check this out

It's like these girls, man

They just comin to the house like 3 o'clock in the mornin, man

I can't even deal

Man, that ain't 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, I'mma have to whip

You know me

Put the whip down on em suckers, huh?

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