At Night - Daz Dillinger, Kurupt Young Gotti

Smokin bomb, feelin loaded, forty yappin, smoke imported

Servin them niggas fat as boulders, gotta watch over my shoulders

Homies robbin homies, on point with the po'-po's

Sellin white snow pure yo, twist a little bit just to get a lil' mo'

We hang around, we bang around, crack, money in stripes

I lay you down, let niggas know that we ain’t no fuckin joke, niggahhh

The nighttime’s, the right time, family and pride

Personally known for the way I, spray and ride

Silent if I, silent is the way I glide

Money’ll make a nigga shift a pistol shoot to the sky

Nigga let’s ride!

I love it when the sun goes down

Nigga get chopped down, get gunned down

Run down, run around, and shot down

Popped down Glocks in full pound surround

Get the homies together and call the shots, fallin on baller’s blocks

Smaller and smaller knots, alcoholics lookin fo'

my gangsta bitches (uh-huh) and busta niggas (uh-huh)

Liquor weed, pistols pills, niggas shot and niggas killed

At night.

(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

At night.

(uh-huh)

(liquor weed, pistols pills, niggas shot and niggas killed)

At night.

(uh-huh, uh-huh)

At night.

(what ch’all niggas wanna do, huh?)

I put holes in the air and turn black to blue

And I don’t give a fuck about puttin holes in you

The midnight strike, the killer strikes the streets at night

Imitation Doggs on scope and it’s on on sight (nigga)

Murder killin robbery, mayhem

Assault with the deadly weapons equals battery

I be down with the tragedy

Catch a nigga slippin, shoulda known

Nigga one-eighty-seven ain’t shit but a misdemeanor

(If you ain’t knowin — they ain’t knowin)

Niggas dyin unexpected, and they knowin

(They don’t know) Niggas tryin to make it echo

But it’s showin (they ain’t showin) little bitches on the street

Straight hoein (straight hoein) you ain’t knowin (thought you knew)

Overblown, got’n’gone, the song zone, at the zone shown

Time and time again it’s on, Vietnam again

Napalm set-trip, coast-trip, post and get

Tripped on, blastin fuckin chippin niggas out the fuckin dash

What the fuck is this?

Niggas is the luckiest

Strike and spray, e’ryday all day around the way

I lost my homeboy last year, nigga shed his last tear

Comin through to blast shit, I knew I’d catch his ass crip

At night.

(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)

At night.

(uh-huh)

(liquor weed, pistols pills, niggas shot and niggas killed)

At night.

(uh-huh, uh-huh)

At night.

At night.

(yeahhh — that’s how it go down e’ry night nigga)

At night.

(y'all niggas better stay strapped)

(cause we on a hunt for all y’all)

At night.

(and we ain’t takin no shorts)

(servin y’all niggas on sight)

At night.

(everyday, all night, yeah)

At night.

(everyday, all day, anybody killer)

At night.

(fuck all y’all! yeah!)

At night.

Whassup whassup?

Whatchu need?

(Got a fifty sack?) Whassup?

Aww the police, c’mon!

At night.