2Pac — Till My Dying Day Late Night 95

[Intro: 2Pac & Aunt Glo] I'm so sick of muthafuckas askin' me How our parents feel about us Calling these hoes bitches So Aunt Glo Why don't you tell them how we do it (In the late night) I'm tired of these bitches calling my house Asking for the Young Thugz (In the late night) Young Thugz ain't got time for no bitches They trying to get rich Stop calling (In the late now) (Come on Aunt Glo) (That's word from my Auntie nigga) Baby! [Verse 1: Outlawz] [E.D.I Mean] Now it's been a long, day I'm straight hustling to getting pay But now it's evening, and I'm scheming of play I got a call, from that Dogg nigga K [Kastro] And I was bored, so nigga I'll be on my way Who got the hoes Young Hollywood? I think he might And I suppose, nigga we up in the night [Kadafi] That's right them bitches be staring With Lil Moo in the cut and that nigga all in [Napoleon] So what the fucking drink had me tripping But I'll be damned if I let another motherfucker catch me slipping We've been in the car nigga [Kadafi] We in the drive way Because the night is young and I'm ready to hit the highway And now it's all for that These night call's we strapped You know how niggas be black [E.D.I Mean] Now we smoking weed that we need So let's get the game right And baked tight in the late night [Hook: 2Pac] Preoccupied with Straight balling, can you hear the liquor calling Don't sweat these hoes, nigga fuck 'em all Everyday is a bit of play Getting paid, thug nigga 'til I see my dying day Preoccupied with Straight balling, can you hear the liquor calling Don't sweat these hoes, nigga fuck 'em all Everyday is a bit of play Getting paid, thug nigga 'til I see my dying day [Verse 2: Outlawz] [Kadafi] Now it's 206 tell me Who the fuck I'm having sex with? Gaming these cousin's in the Lexus from Texas [Kastro] Expect to last past 6 'cause I'm restless My head blasted off this Sess that I mess with [E.D.I Mean] The best, click is who we choose so we making moves Ain't in no mood for no faking moves So is it true? I'm asking now 'Cause if not, you and your crew could be stashed and out [Napoleon] Without a doubt These bitches know we do it right Fuck it and they suck us That's how we do it on the late night [Verse 3: 2Pac] Bitches don't even have a clue I creep up with my scandalous crew Boxes of blunts and brew, well can you handle this too? Step up and let me put this pimping in your ear The game is clear, this place is packed, let's disappear Now we can hit the highway and go to my place But be cautious Once we arrive can I toss it? No hesitation, this fornication and situation Fucking these hoes up to the attic, back down to the basement No replacement, I hit you with a piece then I flee Back to the streets is how I do it, ain't no peace for a G And my motto, a blunt some coochie and a cold bottle I'm fucking them hoochies and the supermodels The game is deep, I can't sleep 'cause there's cum on my sheets Sampling bitches like a break beat, the liquor makes me And when it's late I'm like a convict that just escaped Hitting these hoochies 'til they break, in the late night [Hook: 2Pac] (In the late night) Straight balling, can you hear the liquor calling? Don't sweat these hoes, nigga fuck 'em all (In the late night) Everyday is a bit of play, getting paid, thug nigga 'til I see my dying day (this is how we do it) Preoccupied with Straight balling, can you hear the liquor calling? Don't sweat these hoes, nigga fuck 'em all Everyday is a bit of play, getting paid, thug nigga 'til I see my dying day Preoccupied with Straight balling, can you hear the liquor calling? Don't sweat these hoes, nigga fuck 'em all Everyday is a bit of play, getting paid, thug nigga 'til I see my dying day Preoccupied with, straight balling, can you hear the liquor calling? Don't sweat these hoes, nigga fuck 'em all Everyday is a bit of play, getting paid, thug nigga 'til I see my dying day [Outro: 2Pac] Thug life nigga Young thugz, Young Thugz, thug sisters The whole muthafuckin' thug nation You know see, keep your head up Keep your motherfuckin money in you pocket No muthafuckin' mercy, no muthafuckin' mercy