Midnight love Troubles plots on thee mind Midnight love Leave your back door open Midnight love This heaven's ready for me Midnight love Back door little druggie's callin for you
[snoop] I'm makin things cappin fast Ain't no need to wait around for what never seems to come along Face lookin stupid broke startin Feelin dumb, I'm young but I'm a grown man Takin thangs into my own hands I'm tryin to own here But life a twist ya like a twister Get twisted with this It seems on but it's off I keep missin this shit I'm high but I try, to stay focused wide out Lookin dead at the chips I blink they dip Its hard to hang on but I can't let go Smokin on my last breath Blow out life what's left is death Now I can go on or I can g or make a right Whatever way that I turn it's still death after life It don't discourage me, I ain't got nuthin to lose But some punks that probably never turn the money to burn But I learn cuz I see, and I earn cuz I g But these problems probably havin niggaz prayin to see At an early age so at an early stage in life I chose to get my ish tight ya gotta struggle and fight It cost an arm and a leg just to live on your knees And I'm tryin to keep my sanity God help me please
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Mischeavius and devious is how my life was Puttin the serve down for cabbage just to keep the niggaz buzzed Some of the money makin muthafuckaz from the other side Was thinkin about a jack move tryin to whoo-ride Gettin jealous cuz my music got this rap game sewn up Them niggaz wanna trip whatever back they get blowed up Blown up or not you can still get shot You don't never play those muthafuckaz I'll always not Rule number one, pay attention to this shit Dont be fuckin wit my niggaz on the midnight shift Shit shiggy shack, gettin it on, to the break of dawn Now he's known for servin more than an oz. so He's got a 187 on his muthafuckin chest A strap in his lap and a bulletproof vest He's lookin for the music from the night before Trouble 1, he layin low all in gettin that dough
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[daz] Now it's all about the dollars Impalas that bounce Havin cars and bitches on a proper amount Caught a million chillin Robbin banks for many muthaz son Life and darkness We all get it started, cold hearted All around it my life won't change for the good As soon as I walk out the door, I'm called by the hood Daz, would you come and ride for me, Hey yo daz would you soldier would you would you and die for me The tradition's got a lot of niggaz killin for dumb shit The ogs think then brung guns to control shit Every midnight I be loaded, high as a kite Besides with the drama the dog fight street fight And a lot a mob puttin on mo Problems solved, but revolved whatever with a fo-fo But sure I did the record blast five times 254 sentence to jail time
Midnight love I've been walkin the street Midnight love I put my life on the line Midnight love Cuz I've just gotta be me Midnight love
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