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Ice Cube

Genres: Hip-Hop

In The Late Night Hour Lyrics - Ice Cube

When you see me on ya block, call the police 

Let them motherfuckers know here come the beast 

 

Oh, in the late night hour 

 

Straight out of Compton, a crazy motherfucker named Ice Cube 

And I'm rollin' with the motherfuckin' Neptunes 

When I'm caught off, I got a sawed-off 

A midget bitch that'll suck a niggas balls off 

 

You too girl if ya fuck with me 

I'm gettin' head in gotta lane doin' sixty 

About to crash like Teddy Pendergrass 

Mama said, "A hard head make a tender ass" 

 

To all the dogs that bark a lot 

Who don't give a fuck if it's dark or not 

We'll be creepin' in the parking lot 

Motherfuckers don't know if I can park or not 

 

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'Cause I circle like vultures, La Costa Nostra 

Bumpin' all the baddest bitches like I'm 'posed to 

What's yo name, what's yo number and ya culture 

You need nuts in yo face like a poster 

 

If you in a club nigga then shit bang 

If you on the streets nigga then shit bang 

If you on the block nigga then shit bang 

And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang 

 

If ya in a Range Rov then shit bang 

If you in that 600 then shit bang 

If you on that Steel Horse then shit bang 

But if it's what ya need boy, let it bang 

 

Fuck the police comin' straight from the underground 

Fuckin' pig wanna act like he like me now 

In '86 same bitch tried to lock me down 

And motherfuckers wanna ask why I'm cocky now 

 

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To all the bitches that think they bootylicious 

I think they nutritious, I think they do dishes 

I'm makin' three wishes or takin' they pictures 

And spendin' they riches and fuckin' they bitches 

 

Egomaniac, lil' homies call me Brainiac 

Ice Cube's an asshole and it ain't a knack 

So take a hit of that and remember that 

Where my motherfuckin' niggas and my bitches at 

 

In the late night hour hit the front to back 

Check the motherfuckin' rims on the Cadillac 

On the ass attack, can you keep it tight 

And if the head right, nigga there every night 

 

If you in a club nigga then shit bang 

If you on the streets nigga then shit bang 

If you on the block nigga then shit bang 

And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang 

 

If ya in a Range Rov then shit bang 

If you in that 600 then shit bang 

If you on that Steel Horse then shit bang 

But if it's what ya need boy, let it bang 

 

This is for my niggas that's schemin' for cash 

And lookin' for ass, in the late night hour 

This is for my people that's countin' they riches 

And pickin' up bitches, in the late night hour 

 

This is for my niggas that's countin' they cash 

And lookin' for ass, in the late night hour 

This is for my people that's schemin' for riches 

And pickin' up bitches, in the late night hour 

 

So check it and everybody get naked 

This might be a nigga last record 

But respect it 'cause I could do it all night playa 

I'm all fight playa, you all spite playa 

 

It's all right playa, a nigga might care 

But to catch me you gotta do a light year 

Ice Cube insane in the membrane 

Baby, go ahead please do the damn thang 

 

We gonna get chu' high nigga 

Our rhymes will get chu' by nigga 

Tell me if I qualify nigga 

To bail in like SuperFly 

 

I wanna get that, cop that, buy that, drive that 

You want it too but don't know where to start at 

Fuckin' with me, nigga better bring his hard hat 

Nigga where ya heart at, leave ya on the tarmac 

 

Where my top at and my nigga Mack 

Ridin' shotgun, with the top gun 

Don't catch a hot one soon as he spot one 

Westside Connection is a doctrine 

 

This ain't another club song 

Or love song that y'all can fuck on 

So get the fuck on 

A nigga rich can't believe the bullshit that I'm stuck on 

 

If you in a club nigga then shit bang 

If you on the streets nigga then shit bang 

If you on the block nigga then shit bang 

And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang 

 

If ya in a Range Rov then shit bang 

If you in that 600 then shit bang 

If you on that Steel Horse then shit bang 

But if it's what ya need boy, let it bang 

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