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Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera T > Versuri T Ice > O.G. Original Gangster - MidnightMidnight chillin' at A.M P.M.  
 Coolin' drinkin' apple juice  
 In Evil's BM  
 The sound's up loud  
 To attract attention  
 rmoraled tires  
 On a lowered suspension  
 Nardi to steer with  
 Alpine deck was glowin'  
 Bumpinn' Big Daddy  
 And the nigga was definitely flowin'  
 I was ridin' shotgun  
 Donald and Hen in back  
 Look thru the tint recognized a jack  
 Two brothers strolled up  
 Talkin' bout get out  
 Donald D blazed  
 Shot one fool thru his fuckin' mouth  
 Why would they step  
 When they know we're strapped?  
 I never cruise L.A.  
 Without a Gat in my lap  
 The other fool shot  
 Caut the E in the shoulder blade  
 I busted thru the ca door  
 That's where the nigga laid  
 Hen jumped out  
 Dropped two nines in his forehead  
 Evil was bleedin' bad  
 The car seats were turnin' red  
 Looked to my left  
 There were two more carloads  
 Niggas in hats and hoods  
 In an attack mode  
 And they hadn't yet begun to fight  
 E hit the gas  
 It was one past midnight!  
  
 We boned down Vernon  
 Right on Normandie  
 Left on Florence  
 Gettin' thru the E.T.G.'s  
 Spun out on Vermont  
 Made a left on Colden  
 Right on Hoover  
 E where we goin'?  
 He didn'T even answer that  
 Checked the reaar view  
 They were still out back  
 Where were these brothers from?  
 What made these brothers come  
 Bang! our back window  
 Was removed by a shotgun  
 Now Hen G was shot  
 Don caught a ricochet  
 These motherfuckers was ill  
 They didn't come to play  
 Bust a right turn, parked  
 and then we got left  
 Hid in the the bushes  
 Shot the gas tank to fake death  
 But would this really  
 Keep them psyched?  
 Three of us bleedin'  
 It was ten past midnight!  
  
 I really didn't like  
 How this shit was goin' down  
 Wrong night, wrong time  
 Wrong fuckin' part of town  
 Ya see we was deep  
 In the Hoover's hood  
 Three niggas bleedin'  
 That shit don't look good!  
 See over there red don't go  
 Some places red's all they know  
 But not our luck  
 Tonight we was real fucked  
 Borke down an alley  
 And we instantly had to duck  
 Fuckin' police on a gang sweep  
 No time to deal with one time  
 So we had to creep  
 Broke thru a back yard  
 Ran thru a vacant lot  
 E, Hen and Don kept up  
 To be some niggas shot  
 Shit was gettin' craazy  
 So I had to get busy  
 Hen was bleedin' worse  
 And Evil was gettin' dizzy  
 Looked in a parking lot  
 I needed a snatch bar  
 Had to hot wire  
 So I moved on an old car  
 It was a bucket, but fuck it, it had to do  
 Started it up  
 And scooped my whole crew  
 Two blocks later  
 We saw fuckin' blue lights  
 The pigs were behind us  
 It was half past midnight!  
  
 When they pulled us over  
 Shit got worse  
 I waited till they got out  
 And then I hit reverse  
 Fucked 'em up, I seen one cop fall  
 Threw it in gear, yo I'm outty yall  
 Don't know how  
 But somehow we got away  
 Lost the jackers, the cops  
 Dumped the G.T.A.  
 Made it back to the hood  
 Fixed the crew up  
 And even though Evil's car blew up  
 We made it home and then I crashed out  
 Thinkin' bout my all-night death bout  
 Then somethin' woke me up  
 From my dark sleep  
 The sound of fuckin' police  
 When they're tryin' to creep  
 Broke thru my door  
 With no goddamn warning  
 Looked at my watch  
 It was six in the mornin
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