At Night Curren$y & Statik Selektah (Ft. Haile Supreme & Jim Jones)
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[Intro]
From the drug oriented society of today
Statik Selektah
[Chorus: Haile Supreme]
You know the wolves come out at night
And they will put up a fight
So don't you go on towards the light
Because the goons have an appetite
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Uh, Louis Vutton duffels with the kung-fu grip
Bitches on the roof practicin' nunchucks and backflips
Preparation is the key to never creep up on a G
My hittas never sleep, they'd rather stay awake and eat
Keep the negative vibes the fuck away from me
Mackin' bitches, smoking weed, how I always be
Never changed, this is always me
Original chef of the audio D, I'll always be
Underrated, but please don't feel bad for me
Fuck they ratings, I'm in the race, I paid cash for a G
Thinking 'bout another one and leaving the wheels factory
My rims attractin' too much action in them streets
Beep, beep, you know, Spitta got the keys
Coke for your ears, a snort, yeah, we over here, G
Dressed like winners at the congratulations dinner
Celebratin' them upcoming millions, we still dealin'
From the drug oriented society of today
Statik Selektah
[Chorus: Haile Supreme]
You know the wolves come out at night
And they will put up a fight
So don't you go on towards the light
Because the goons have an appetite
[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Uh, Louis Vutton duffels with the kung-fu grip
Bitches on the roof practicin' nunchucks and backflips
Preparation is the key to never creep up on a G
My hittas never sleep, they'd rather stay awake and eat
Keep the negative vibes the fuck away from me
Mackin' bitches, smoking weed, how I always be
Never changed, this is always me
Original chef of the audio D, I'll always be
Underrated, but please don't feel bad for me
Fuck they ratings, I'm in the race, I paid cash for a G
Thinking 'bout another one and leaving the wheels factory
My rims attractin' too much action in them streets
Beep, beep, you know, Spitta got the keys
Coke for your ears, a snort, yeah, we over here, G
Dressed like winners at the congratulations dinner
Celebratin' them upcoming millions, we still dealin'
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