Late Night Lyrics - Better Dayz - 2pac

(DJ Quik) 

Hey Pac, it's yo boy 

Hey man so far I've been listening to your album 

and I ain't heard nothing you could kick back and smoke a beady to 

You know? 

Yeah like that 

Some of that mellow shit 

Some of that shit that make bitches drink 

Make niggaz think 

And help you check a fat-ass bank, hahahah 

So why don't you kick some of that shit nigga only you know how 

Hahahah, feel me? 

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(Tupac) 

I'm barely standing and plus my secondhand say it's midnight 

Some Alize and Cristal guaranteed to get right 

Like misdemeanours is a small thing 

With DJ Quik in this bitch, I let my balls hang 

Running through the street lights cause we like 

Young nigga get your mob on show em what a G like 

Around the corner it's like Vegas, or better yet like Reno 

Niggaz popping, welcome to our casino 

Cause you and me know hundred percent like a c-note 

Looking for a bitch that's half-black and Filipino 

And when I meet her I'ma offer her some Indo 

Tounge-kissing on the window of a pearl white limo 

Don't wanna be your man, I'm your nigga touch me here, I'll get bigger 

While I'm digging I'll get deep into your liver 

I'm game tight love fucking bitches in the same night 

My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right 

The club be popping so I'm stopping at the Fat Burger 

Look through the paper it's another black crack murder 

The city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die 

You can fuck on the first night, or try, in the 'Late Night' 

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(Chorus) 

* DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X* 

Last night. last night changed it all 

'Pac) In the late night 

Last night. 

(I don't give a fuck, where you gon'. be . do it myself) 

(Pac) In the late night 

(Hussein Fatal) 

Around my way we lamp, many styles get cramped 

I clock rocks in the rain til my socks is damp 

Ain't nothing like being a thug when I can just 

Sit on the Row of Death straight knowing that I'm blessed 

Hussein Fatal, flawless fatality 

Overdosing on crime, three steps from reality 

Get up to get down, represent the town 

Last night was popping like like cocked glocks with hollow-tip rounds 

(Kadafi) 

From booty calls to bail sheets 

It ain't no telling if I wake up in the county in my jail sheets 

My intuitions and the bitches up in the late night 

Probably involves me coming up with just to see another day 

might, If me who ride the bullet in these streets where a man journey 

With crooked cops and a society who trying to burn me 

I'm like a pit in a cage spitting my shells in a gauge 

Deadly as aids niggaz getting crossed like a maze 

Now picture me living my life like a king maybe one day 

chilling I'm living Monday through Sunday 

Bringing the gun play for all these beefs and battles 

When we collide I'm a ride on that hide like cattle 

Cowards best to skedaddle in the late night 

(Chorus) 

(2Pac) 

Money and multiple gunshots are shown large amps are blown 

Niggaz in low-lows, pursuing more hoes, then go home 

The life of a California star 

And when you see me in the drop-top Jag how many niggaz wanna be me? 

Game is automatic mandatory I sell 

To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell 

Cause when you gettin some riches watch for dumb bitches 

They have you labeled a rapist before you get to tongue-kissin 

It's a mean world nigga you strapped, or be a throwaway 

Will I survive the late night, to see dawn of day? 

Nobody knows me, I'm a shadow 

My army fatigues made for battle, pockets full of ammo 

Cause when I'm out in the streets, I'm on point, where the static? 

Too many done died from semis, so now we automatic 

I disappear whenever heated ride whenever needed 

For my niggaz up in Clinton getting weeded 

Continue to roll until I'm old, ride until I die 

Supply long as you motherfuckers buy 

My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and ducking 

Slapping niggaz known for telling bitches fuck-it in the late night 

(Chorus)