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stz'll got it - lil 1/2 dead lyrics

[lil 1/2 dead talking]
yeah, n-gga

[all (3x)]
i still got the late night hype, i still got the late night hype
i still got the late night hype

[verse 1 – lil’ 1/2 dead]
well if it’s on like this then it’s on like that
me and my n-gga chill kickin’ funky raps, huh
we got something that’s tight
(what we gonne do right here is go back)
to what? the late night hype
so get around and lend an ear
and roll up a fat joint and crack a cold beer
i’m on my way to compton, ain’t no stoppin’
me and my n-gga chill going straight ho’-hoppin’
we got us some figment and hit her to the telly
the hooker that i had had some hear on her belly
i took of her clothes and her p-ssy wasn’t smelly
so i banked them walls all around the f-cking telly
i hit it from the side, i hit it from the back
and all i could here was the hitboy smack
and my n-gga named chill screamin’ the p-ssy’s tight
me and my n-gga creepin’ on that late night hype
yeah n-gga

[hook (2x) – lil’ 1/2 dead]
i still got the late night hype
i got a 40 but the cap’s too tight
i still got the late night hype
i got a drink to get my head so right

[verse 2: tha chill]
i still got the late night hype
motherf-ckers, uhh, do what you like
yeah, my n-gga half said it just don’t stop (stop)
packin’ big brogues hanging at the spot (spot)
slanging lil’ rocks till 10 o’clock hit
one of the homies put a lil’ something on the l!ck
look, oh sh-t, what the f-ck, god d-mn
let me use a n-gga phone and call that n-gga (ooh d-mn)
caught up my luck, here he come swervin’
9 deep dippin’ in the all blue suburban
me and half dead jumped in a lux
caravan, to kidnap this black man
no pain, but the sh-t ain’t funny
n-gga ain’t thinking about sh-t but money
so p-ss me the bud and a motherf-cking light
a twist up the eastside, westside, late night hype

[hook (2x) – chill]
i still got the late night hype
smoking weed in [?]
i still got the late night hype
smoking weed and my s-x is tight

[verse 3: amg]
oh lord have mercy, i might nogg that indo again
hennesey or the juice and gin
making money’s not a job, it’s adventure
see a big booty, i’ma pinch her
mack with the bonk for your trunk
b-tch i got a dump for your romp
i make that booty go “bum-bump”
i’m with it
big balling with my n-ggas chill and half
making with the late night staff
because abra cadabra, hoes wanna grab the
d-ck like a microphone, daddy’s home
is it a misses, what is it a
i got ya name in my wishlist
is a thong up-raiser
talking like the prayer
trick like a clamb
and the style is rap
and i’m f-cking cause the feeling is right
westside’s in the house for the late night hype

[hook (2x) – amg]

i still got the late night hype
i need a big booty b-tch tonight
i still got the late night hype
gin and juice rest the party tonight

[amg talking]

and it goes

[all (8x)]

i still got the late night hype

- lil 12 dead lyrics

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