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===================**lf**2Pac - Late Night**lf**===================**lf****lf**featuring DJ Quik, Outlawz**lf****lf**[DJ Quik]**lf**Hey ''Pac, it''s yo'' boy**lf**Hey man so far I''ve been listenin to your album**lf**and I ain''t heard nuttin you could kick back and smoke a beadie to**lf**You know?**lf****lf**Yeah like that**lf**Some of that mellow shit**lf**Some of that shit that make bitches drink**lf**Make niggaz think**lf**And help you check a fat-ass bank, hahahah**lf**So why don''t you kick some of that shit, nigga only you know how**lf**Hahahah, feel me?**lf****lf**[2Pac]**lf**I''m barely standin, and plus my secondhand say it''s midnight**lf**Some Alize and Cristal guaranteed to get right**lf**Like misdemeanors is a small thang**lf**With DJ Quik in this bitch, I let my balls hang**lf**Runnin through the street lights, cause we like, yo nigga**lf**get your mobb on show em what a G like**lf**Around the corner it''s like Vegas, or better yet like Reno**lf**Niggaz poppin, welcome to our casino, cause you and me know**lf**hundred percent like a c-note**lf**Lookin for a bitch that''s half-black and filipino**lf**And when I meet her I''ma offer her some indo**lf**Tounge-kissin on the window of a pearl white limo**lf**Don''t wanna be your man, I''m your nigga**lf**Touch me here, I''ll get bigger**lf**While I''m diggin I''ll get deep into your liver**lf**I''m game type**lf**Love fuckin bitches in the same night**lf**My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right**lf**The club be poppin so I''m stoppin at the Fat Burger**lf**Look through the paper it''s another black crack murder**lf**The city''s full of surprises, you can live or you can die**lf**You can fuck on the first night, or try, in the late night**lf****lf*** DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X***lf**''Last night.. last night changed it all''**lf**[''Pac] In the late night!**lf**''Last night..''**lf**''I don''t give a fuck, where you gon''.. be''**lf**[''Pac] In the late night!**lf****lf**[Hussein Fatal]**lf**Around my way we lamp, many styles get cramped**lf**I clock rocks in the rain til my socks is damp**lf**Ain''t NUTTIN like bein a thug when I can just**lf**sit on the Row of Death straight knowin that I''m blessed**lf**Hussein Fatal, flawless fatality**lf**Overdosin on crime, three steps from reality**lf**Get up to get down, represent your town, last night**lf**was poppin like like cocked glocks with hollow-tip rounds**lf****lf**[Kastro]**lf**From bootycalls to bail sheets, it ain''t no tellin**lf**if I wake up in the county in my jail sheets**lf**My intuitions and ambitions up in the late night**lf**probably involves me comin up with just to see another day**lf**Might be me who bites the bullet**lf**In these streets where a man journey**lf**With crooked cops and a society who tryin to burn me**lf**I''m like a pit in a cage, spittin my shells in a gauge**lf**Deadly as AIDS, niggaz gettin crossed like a maze**lf**Now picture me livin my life like a king, maybe one day**lf**Until then I''m livin Monday through Sunday**lf**Bringin the gunplay for all these beefs and battles**lf**When we collide, I''m a ride on that hide like cattle**lf**Cowards best to skedaddle in the late night**lf****lf*** DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X***lf**''Last night.. last night changed it all''**lf**''Last night..''**lf**''I don''t give a fuck, where you gon''.. be''**lf****lf**[2Pac]**lf**Money and multiple gunshots are shown, large amps are blown**lf**Niggaz in low-lows, pursuin mo'' hoes, then go home**lf**The life of a California star, and when you see me**lf**in the drop-top Jag'', how many niggaz wanna be me?**lf**Game is automatic, manditory I sell**lf**To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell**lf**Cause when you gettin some riches, watch for dumb bitches**lf**They have you labelled a rapist before you get to tongue-kissin**lf**It''s a mean world nigga you strapped, or be a throwaway**lf**Will I survive the late night, to see dawn of day?**lf**Nobody knows me, I''m a shadow**lf**My army fatigues made for battle, pockets full of ammo**lf**Cause when I''m out in the streets, I''m on point, where the static?**lf**Too many done died from semis, so now we automatic**lf**I dissapear whenever heated, ride whenever needed**lf**for my niggaz up in Clentin gettin weeded**lf**Continue to roll until I''m old, ride until I die**lf**Supply long as you motherfuckers buy**lf**My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain''t short and duckin**lf**Slappin niggaz known for tellin bitches FUCK-IT in the late night**lf****lf*** DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence ***lf**''Last night.. last night changed it all''**lf**[''Pac] It''s in the late night!**lf**''Last night..''**lf**''I don''t give a fuck, where you gon''.. be''**lf**[''Pac] In the late night!**lf****lf*** DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence ***lf**''Last night.. last night changed it all''**lf**[''Pac] Holla at me in the late night!**lf**''Last night..''**lf**''I don''t give a fuck, where you gon''.. be''