[DJ Quik]

Hey 'Pac, it's yo' boy

Hey man so far I've been listenin to your album

and I ain't heard nuttin you could kick back and smoke a beadie to

You know?



Yeah like that

Some of that mellow shit

Some of that shit that make bitches drink

Make niggaz think

And help you check a fat-ass bank, hahahah

So why don't you kick some of that shit, nigga only you know how

Hahahah, feel me?



[2Pac]

I'm barely standin, and plus my secondhand say it's midnight

Some Alize and Cristal guaranteed to get right

Like misdemeanors is a small thang

With DJ Quik in this bitch, I let my balls hang

Runnin through the street lights, cause we like, yo nigga

get your mobb on show em what a G like

Around the corner it's like Vegas, or better yet like Reno

Niggaz poppin, welcome to our casino, cause you and me know

hundred percent like a c-note

Lookin for a bitch that's half-black and filipino

And when I meet her I'ma offer her some indo

Tounge-kissin on the window of a pearl white limo

Don't wanna be your man, I'm your nigga

Touch me here, I'll get bigger

While I'm diggin I'll get deep into your liver

I'm game type

Love fuckin bitches in the same night

My words are aphrodisiacs if you say em right

The club be poppin so I'm stoppin at the Fat Burger

Look through the paper it's another black crack murder

The city's full of surprises, you can live or you can die

You can fuck on the first night, or try, in the late night



* DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X*

"Last night.. last night changed it all"

['Pac] In the late night!

"Last night.."

"I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be"

['Pac] In the late night!



[Hussein Fatal]

Around my way we lamp, many styles get cramped

I clock rocks in the rain til my socks is damp

Ain't NUTTIN like bein a thug when I can just

sit on the Row of Death straight knowin that I'm blessed

Hussein Fatal, flawless fatality

Overdosin on crime, three steps from reality

Get up to get down, represent your town, last night

was poppin like like cocked glocks with hollow-tip rounds



[Kastro]

From bootycalls to bail sheets, it ain't no tellin

if I wake up in the county in my jail sheets

My intuitions and ambitions up in the late night

probably involves me comin up with just to see another day

Might be me who bites the bullet

In these streets where a man journey

With crooked cops and a society who tryin to burn me

I'm like a pit in a cage, spittin my shells in a gauge

Deadly as AIDS, niggaz gettin crossed like a maze

Now picture me livin my life like a king, maybe one day

Until then I'm livin Monday through Sunday

Bringin the gunplay for all these beefs and battles

When we collide, I'm a ride on that hide like cattle

Cowards best to skedaddle in the late night



* DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence 2X*

"Last night.. last night changed it all"

"Last night.."

"I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be"



[2Pac]

Money and multiple gunshots are shown, large amps are blown

Niggaz in low-lows, pursuin mo' hoes, then go home

The life of a California star, and when you see me

in the drop-top Jag', how many niggaz wanna be me?

Game is automatic, manditory I sell

To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell

Cause when you gettin some riches, watch for dumb bitches

They have you labelled a rapist before you get to tongue-kissin

It's a mean world nigga you strapped, or be a throwaway

Will I survive the late night, to see dawn of day?

Nobody knows me, I'm a shadow

My army fatigues made for battle, pockets full of ammo

Cause when I'm out in the streets, I'm on point, where the static?

Too many done died from semis, so now we automatic

I dissapear whenever heated, ride whenever needed

for my niggaz up in Clentin gettin weeded

Continue to roll until I'm old, ride until I die

Supply long as you motherfuckers buy

My homies rolled by in a bucket, but they ain't short and duckin

Slappin niggaz known for tellin bitches FUCK-IT in the late night



* DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence *

"Last night.. last night changed it all"

['Pac] It's in the late night!

"Last night.."

"I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be"

['Pac] In the late night!



* DJ Quik cuts and scratches this sequence *

"Last night.. last night changed it all"

['Pac] Holla at me in the late night!

"Last night.."

"I don't give a fuck, where you gon'.. be"