"thief in the night" lyrics
(Buddah blessed this beat)
Yeah, let off all four doors, cruising through the city lights, yeah
Lot up on my mind, I was on my grind, gettin' right
I was in the lab cooking up, it wasn't feeling right
I was on my own time, young nigga just living life, yeah
Paradise, eating on cheesecake, go and tell that nigga he safe
But the goons still gon' do what he say, yeah
Don dada, top shotta, you know that we still killing right
Fifteen, ridin' with the green beam on the sight, yeah
Why you tried to say I ain't living right?
One thing I know, I'ma get it right
Ski mask like a thief in the night
Whole mag dumped on that corner, tried to tell you they was coming for you
Say you don't believe me, let me show you, oh, oh, oh, yeah
I was with the fiends, had 'em spoiled
That's 'cause they was treating me like royal
Getting to the cheese, chicken, pollo-o-o-o
Don't you ever play like we don't ride around with them G-locks
Ever since a nigga had a G-Shocks
And I was always ducking in the Fazo's, not the Reebok's
Yeah, can't say the same, if he dead, he lied
Dead bodies, that's on the low-low
Name dropping, that be a no-no
Pussy wet but it stank, told gang that's a no-go, yeah
Kill him dead, he tryna showboat
Niggas playing cop, robo
I do a hit and hop in the whip, so low
Stainless steel revolver
I was the judge, I let off six shots from the time that I saw you
Can't duck a switchboard, when we hit, answer the phone when God call you
It ain't hard to be loyal
To the streets, boy, but we street, boy, boy, the streets just ain't for ya, you know?
He dead for lies, and if his head rise, we gon' get his head lined
You know that, on Nico
Yeah, let off all four doors, cruising through the city lights, yeah
Lot up on my mind, I was on my grind, gettin' right
I was in the lab cooking up, it wasn't feeling right
I was on my own time, young nigga just living life, yeah
Paradise, eating on cheesecake, go and tell that nigga he safe
But the goons still gon' do what he say, yeah
Don dada, top shotta, you know that we still killing right
Fifteen, ridin' with the green beam on the sight, yeah
Why you tried to say I ain't living right?
One thing I know, I'ma get it right
Ski mask like a thief in the night
Yeah, let off all four doors, cruising through the city lights, yeah
Lot up on my mind, I was on my grind, gettin' right
I was in the lab cooking up, it wasn't feeling right
I was on my own time, young nigga just living life, yeah
Paradise, eating on cheesecake, go and tell that nigga he safe
But the goons still gon' do what he say, yeah
Don dada, top shotta, you know that we still killing right
Fifteen, ridin' with the green beam on the sight, yeah
Why you tried to say I ain't living right?
One thing I know, I'ma get it right
Ski mask like a thief in the night
Whole mag dumped on that corner, tried to tell you they was coming for you
Say you don't believe me, let me show you, oh, oh, oh, yeah
I was with the fiends, had 'em spoiled
That's 'cause they was treating me like royal
Getting to the cheese, chicken, pollo-o-o-o
Don't you ever play like we don't ride around with them G-locks
Ever since a nigga had a G-Shocks
And I was always ducking in the Fazo's, not the Reebok's
Yeah, can't say the same, if he dead, he lied
Dead bodies, that's on the low-low
Name dropping, that be a no-no
Pussy wet but it stank, told gang that's a no-go, yeah
Kill him dead, he tryna showboat
Niggas playing cop, robo
I do a hit and hop in the whip, so low
Stainless steel revolver
I was the judge, I let off six shots from the time that I saw you
Can't duck a switchboard, when we hit, answer the phone when God call you
It ain't hard to be loyal
To the streets, boy, but we street, boy, boy, the streets just ain't for ya, you know?
He dead for lies, and if his head rise, we gon' get his head lined
You know that, on Nico
Yeah, let off all four doors, cruising through the city lights, yeah
Lot up on my mind, I was on my grind, gettin' right
I was in the lab cooking up, it wasn't feeling right
I was on my own time, young nigga just living life, yeah
Paradise, eating on cheesecake, go and tell that nigga he safe
But the goons still gon' do what he say, yeah
Don dada, top shotta, you know that we still killing right
Fifteen, ridin' with the green beam on the sight, yeah
Why you tried to say I ain't living right?
One thing I know, I'ma get it right
Ski mask like a thief in the night
Writer(s): Naujour Lazier Grainger, Tyron Douglas
