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* originally appeared on the Still Smokin':
Chronic 2000 compilation

[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

[Kadafi]

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