Trife Diesel, Shawn Wigs, Ghostface Killah - Live Nigga Night Out lyrics
[Trife Diesel, Shawn Wigs, Ghostface Killah - Live Nigga Night Out lyrics]
"Still water still water"
Holla at this nigga Starks, real fast
Try to get him on the phone
See if he gon' come out
And fuck with the fellas, tonight
This nigga never answer his phone though
Answer the phone, bro, pick up
What up
Tone? It feel good to see your boy back home
Call up the coolest
Hit the club and take shots of Patron
I'mma snatch Du and tell Wigs to holla at Vel
I tried to reach out to Bean but
I think he lost his cell
You know a party ain't a party without
Bugs and Gritty
It's been a while since Staten
Island crushed the city
I know you heard what 50 did to Officer Ricky
God damn, what a pity
That boy was looking silly
I'mma get dressed and kill 'em
With the baby blue mink
With the matching maury's you bought me
When you was with Bink
I hit you back right after I
Clean my jewels in the sink
And brink the toast cuz you know I
Act a fool when I drink
So please, answer your jack
Just don't leave me hanging flat
And I forgot to tell you, son
You sound banging on them tracks
So fuck it, let's meet up at the gas station
I tried to have patience, for real, Starks
Don't have me there waiting
Come on, Trife, he right
It been a while since we hung out
But, I ain't gonna go if ya'll
Niggas decide to dumb out
Remember that time when niggas had
To pull the guns out?
And Big Den almost ripped this
Clown nigga tongue out
Even though he asked for it
That shit could of been avoided
Paparazzi was out and my name
Could of got exploited here's the deal
I'mma go ahead and finish my meal
And wait for C to call so
We can talk about his appeal take a shower
Get dressed and throw on my Gucci machs
You see Shy
Tell his ass to stay out of the loosy spot
Cause it's hard on Todd G
You know how the narcs be
Oh shit, I forgot my bitch took my car keys
So check it, don't even sweat it
I'mma snatch the two seater
And leave these haters sick like
They caught the flu fever
Nah, Tone, I'll drive
I got the double extra Danali
Been sitting at the crib with
Them plates from Cali
And them two full bottles of
That pure white Hennessey
Few ounces of sour
Then we can blow endlessly
The nights on me
Don't even reach in your pocket
I put twenty straight on the
Number and hit the jackpot
Yo, Trife
What's up with Kryme and Tommy Whispers?
Been thinking bout bringing Johnny
Mack and some misfit's
We ball up, hit the mall up
Drink some screwface
Goons is muscle, son, the hoes with walls up
Yo, what up with the Lord?
He gon' stop for a drink
And Vel picking up Du, son
They blowing that stink
It's a Theodore event
We gon' party all night
And watch Cappa show up
Don't put nothing past Donnamite
Holla at this nigga Starks, real fast
Try to get him on the phone
See if he gon' come out
And fuck with the fellas, tonight
This nigga never answer his phone though
Answer the phone, bro, pick up
What up
Tone? It feel good to see your boy back home
Call up the coolest
Hit the club and take shots of Patron
I'mma snatch Du and tell Wigs to holla at Vel
I tried to reach out to Bean but
I think he lost his cell
You know a party ain't a party without
Bugs and Gritty
It's been a while since Staten
Island crushed the city
I know you heard what 50 did to Officer Ricky
God damn, what a pity
That boy was looking silly
I'mma get dressed and kill 'em
With the baby blue mink
With the matching maury's you bought me
When you was with Bink
I hit you back right after I
Clean my jewels in the sink
And brink the toast cuz you know I
Act a fool when I drink
So please, answer your jack
Just don't leave me hanging flat
And I forgot to tell you, son
You sound banging on them tracks
So fuck it, let's meet up at the gas station
I tried to have patience, for real, Starks
Don't have me there waiting
Come on, Trife, he right
It been a while since we hung out
But, I ain't gonna go if ya'll
Niggas decide to dumb out
Remember that time when niggas had
To pull the guns out?
And Big Den almost ripped this
Clown nigga tongue out
Even though he asked for it
That shit could of been avoided
Paparazzi was out and my name
Could of got exploited here's the deal
I'mma go ahead and finish my meal
And wait for C to call so
We can talk about his appeal take a shower
Get dressed and throw on my Gucci machs
You see Shy
Tell his ass to stay out of the loosy spot
Cause it's hard on Todd G
You know how the narcs be
Oh shit, I forgot my bitch took my car keys
So check it, don't even sweat it
I'mma snatch the two seater
And leave these haters sick like
They caught the flu fever
Nah, Tone, I'll drive
I got the double extra Danali
Been sitting at the crib with
Them plates from Cali
And them two full bottles of
That pure white Hennessey
Few ounces of sour
Then we can blow endlessly
The nights on me
Don't even reach in your pocket
I put twenty straight on the
Number and hit the jackpot
Yo, Trife
What's up with Kryme and Tommy Whispers?
Been thinking bout bringing Johnny
Mack and some misfit's
We ball up, hit the mall up
Drink some screwface
Goons is muscle, son, the hoes with walls up
Yo, what up with the Lord?
He gon' stop for a drink
And Vel picking up Du, son
They blowing that stink
It's a Theodore event
We gon' party all night
And watch Cappa show up
Don't put nothing past Donnamite