Late Night Hype

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Word
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 This beat is like funky, you know what 'm sayin'?
 Who put this beat together, man?
 Yo, that's the DJ Unknown
 What, Unknown?
 Niggas didn't think he was capable of somethin'
 They don't we got somethin' for it?
 Yeah, man, I wrote some funky lyrics to this
 Alright, let's get busy
 It was a Friday, and Eiht was chillin' like a criminal
 Didn't know the time, so I peeped out the digital
 Jumped in the hooptie, turned on the ignition
 Had the slightest worth of gold, but still was on a mission
 Down Alondra, rollin' kinda tough
 Twisted up the Chocolate Thai, and I started to puff
 Aroma smells better than a rose
 Needed a shot of the bird, but the store was closed
 Swooped to my girl house to see what was poppin'
 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
 I was cool 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 'til 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
 Well, let's step
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 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
 Four niggas roll in, 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
 (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 you know what 'm sayin' 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
 You know what 'm sayin'?
 Hey man, let's kick it
 I'm with it
 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"
 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, you know what 'm sayin'?
 Hey man, I be trippin' off these girls I hear
 Tryin' to say they down with the E, know what 'm sayin'?
 But they can like save the drama for they mama
 Hey, they keep trippin' with me
 

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Duration
04:54
Key
10
Tempo
94 BPM

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