Night Shift Lyrics - Hustle Town - South Park

[verse 1: spm] 

Now spread the word 

I got them bricks on the dead end streets 

And watch them jump out boys 

Cause they rollin ten deep 

Creep crawlin the night 

Ya know the deal 

In the muthafuckin hill 

We all strapped to kill 

Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases 

Mad cause they askin me for three dollar pieces 

How the fuck I'm suppoesed to come up 

Of a shy move 

Run up on a twenty and get yo ass an ice cube 

It ain't nuthin why you bumpin in yo cutlass 

Jus understand the roughness 

Never cut for the gutless 

Cause it's do or die 

You ask 

Who am i? 

I was a heartbreaker ever since junior high 

Eye of the public 

The brown be a suspect 

So the streets taught me to be loveless 

Causin rawkus 

In a dope fiends bucket 

My two favorite subjects were 

Shut it and fuck it 

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[chorus: spm] 

The night shift 

Young hustlers workin grave yards 

The night shift 

Street soldiers workin grave yards 

My nine be 

Beside me 

Tonight we 

Work the night shift 

My nine be 

Beside me 

Tonight we 

Work the night shift 

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[verse 2: pimpstress] 

It's yo midnight mistress 

Playa named pimpstress 

I keep it crunk handle ah on my business 

Queen of the click 

Fiend for my shit 

I'm sucked and corrupt 

Sixteen in my click 

From black and mop 

You can't crack my style 

Playa hatin bitches make me crack a smile 

Tonight 

With whoride 

In the moonlight 

My feria ruka sound like the fuckin chula 

Fools die 

Fuckin wit my feria 

Daddy steaks wanna marry the 

Emperiala 

Nina ross, mary jane, ms. cocaine 

The three devils brought us deep in the dope game 

So strange 

True g's won't change 

Close range 

Left ya boys wit no brains 

Street zombies 

Takin out posses 

Dangerous hobbies 

Jus call me 

[chorus: spm] 

Repeat 1x 

[verse 3: spm] 

Alone in my home 

Cock my gats 

I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks 

Keep out burglar 

Come on in 

Bring all yo men let the games begin 

Pumpin em in the cheek man i 

Hot shots comin out my banana 

Got plans like santa anna 

Got balls like tony montana 

Trick or treat 

Feel my heat 

Hear my muthafuckin drum beats 

Don't believe the tales from my hood? 

Come see 

This ain't no joke you can smoke 

This ain't no wonderland 

I kick this shit so you motherfuckers understand 

I pop mine 

With a glock nine 

Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop sign 

Be the one never 

You come I come better 

Bring yo umbrella 

I bring the rough weather 

Pleasure one pleasure 

Choppin up chedder 

Ya whole crew get done by one fella 

[chorus: spm] 

Repeat 1x