Представляем точный текст композиции "Late Night" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tommy Wright III . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Late Night» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tommy Wright III передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Tommy Wright III - "Late Night"
Lyrics to Late Night : [Hook: x2] You better watch your back for them thugs in the late night Them niggas that be glock tight, killin everything in eyesight Showin no remorse when we buck a bitch down see Late night when we ball outta control and act a clown G [Verse 1: 2 Cold] They be ridin in them old school cars, wid the see through, they can see you These streets so fuckin lethal nigga kill ya fore they greet ya Its one hundred per cent evil, but some dont believe in God Tryna flodge, in around thats dark, get a little bit ah heart Cause some be nervous, its gettin late night when mothers get worried Tryna hurry this bitch out the fuckin club to the back ah the suburban She just flirtin, you dont know she workin, Wid the niggas in the back that sippin that Bourbon We leavin em splurgin and they pockets hurtin Now you swervin cause you perved, eyes halfway shut like a curtain And the nigga behind ya thinkin about some dirt in some shorts Plus they tired ah sittin on tracks slangin hovers to the club Night time air, make niggas hot cause even these hoes fuckin lovely And the result is niggas gettin bucked, and dropped them digits Cause the cheese that this playa had, up in his britch Momma soon to report ya missing, Police ride but they never ever find a witness Niggas die in this late night business the niggas creep Check the realness of this nigga yo and we comin deep And for ass we gon lay til these niggas get put to sleep Never ridin niggas hide to see you comin up (I see you) [Hook] [Verse 2: Smooth] The suns sets in my city round eight o clock Thats when young thugs come out wid they mean mugs on, strapped wid glocks Down and dirty fuck the world aint got shit to lose So call me a balla but to me Im just a damn fool Straight up out the South, watch yo mouth when we rollin through Niggas from my set dont give a fuck bout puttin holes in you Mobbin like we Gotti turnin parties out wid hundred round Clips from my AK when I spray you best to hit the ground Leave em lookin pitiful, we can make it critical Bitch we chewed up she so predictable like Mystikal Kickin doors offa hinges when we mob we rob for kis and Gs We got plenty ammunition, plenty bitches and weed They wanna see me at the bottom, locked down for petty shit Fuck the river in the ocean tryna net a bigga fish We got the streets locked down check our status we be made niggas Tryna hit a lick around this bitch for at least seven figures So drop it off to these young bosses, 2 Cold and Smooth in this bitch, Rep your shit, we takin no shorts no losses [Hook] [ Late Night Lyrics ]
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