Pete Rock & Smif-n-wessun - Night Time текст песни

[Intro: Sample from Richard Pryor]What's happenin? Shit I know somethin happenin?! 'Cause everything groovin!Wow! This is very exciting, very exciting I'm glad y'all cameYeah glad y'all talkin to the show[Pete Rock Scratchin]:YYYYY-YES NIYAH!!!-Beenie Man[Verse One: Tek] (Steele)A few shots of Patron that got me rollin so I jumped in the beamerGot baby girl who pussy so wet it run like KatrinaShe got on them high heels and they red on the bottomThe Loboutins I be re-routin her head game is a problem(And I'm a man of my word, fuck what ya heard)(Get it in clips, get it in six, soldiers get the whole bird)Urk ya to third, pitch it and serve, dip it and swerveFuck ya girl in the mouth, 'til it a curveWith the night air that I breathe it got me sinnin fuckin womenGettin money with niggas I ain't like, in the beginninAnother shot and I'm gone, straight in the fifth gearDiamonds and the wrist wear thank the Lord I'm hereSex fiend gwopaholic I'm a drink it if I pour itHow much I'm gonna move before it said and done I can't call itTreat to the end, believe and then I do it againLive through my son and I know we 'gon win[Chorus: Buckshot]Focus on the schemes in the night, bees in the nightLookin for the D's in the night, see we in the lightEveryday we fiend for the night, triple beam tightAimin next team take flight, so see the lightFocus on the schemes at night, bees in the nightLookin for the D's in the night, see we in the lightEveryday we fiend for the night, triple beam tightAimin next team take flight, so see the light'Cause we like the night[Verse Two: Steele]Yeah! Camoflauge gremlins patrollin the rooftopThe youth got the Juice like 2PacOfficial crews move syncronized when maneuverin through blocksThey plot to take the hoochie that you gotRecruit movin old hoopty new uzi tucked in the toolboxMy dudes got the news in the loose spot, your too hotLay low niggas with bank rolls, to thank thoughYou gotta stop ack I don't think so, we got it lockedLoad it we controllin the herb potent I'm rolin smoke, foldin notes, spoilin off no go, like Hall & OatesZone coastin, I'm, watchin the roma floatCall the folks, couple of corner huggers who hold the toastProfessional, run the biz uncontrollableWisdom touch spirits have niggas catchin the holy ghostKeep denyin my enemies and my homies closeBe cautious in what you talkin and where you walkin though[Chorus: Buckshot]Focus

on the schemes in the night, bees in the nightLookin for the D's in the night, see we in the lightEveryday we fiend for the night, triple beam tightAimin next team take flight, so see the lightFocus on the schemes at night, bees in the nightLookin for the D's in the night, see we in the lightEveryday we fiend for the night, triple beam tightAimin next team take flight, so see the light'Cause we like the night[Verse Three: Pete Rock]Fiends chasin demons, gamblers tryin they best to break even your seedWakin up weezin, two shots primatineHomeless man freezin, taxi cab speedin right byIf you black or Puerto Rican undercover d's reachinWhy service a wallet?Late nights trip to Harlem for some beef and brollic could be a problemAfter dark is when the drama starts lives fall apartA whole 'lot of shit pops off And body parts get dropped off at Van Cortlandt Park, either that or OrchardYou see the DVD, RIP Rich PorterPete Rock yeah you peeped me in the gorgeous quarter to eightHydro plane and down to PalisadesThrowback cat like Mantle and BabeAnd I could still Shut 'Em Down like a Mariano saveAnytime, the Merlou sipper, Peter unwindAlways watchin my back lookin for one time[Verse Four: Buckshot]One, two, in the AMBe the math on the wrist, the last on the stripFiends see the glass, the hit, and go for a strikeBases loaded 'cause everybody loaded with pipesBut these bags don't push no sound'Cause they will get you bagged by police and get, pushed in the groundYou hear that "WOOP WOOP!" around before they surround youLike the bow ties that to be too close I left youNow if you wanna get into some gangsta shit that's fineDo me a favor? Close your mouth and get on that line'Cause night time be the right time to get off my crimeLike teeth, on a nigga sleep this is my grindWe in the dugout, 'cause everybody here spittin and we all bugged outBetter brings your rays to the clubhouseMy snub's 'bout, 38 on my waistAbout two seconds in travelin on your face route, no doubt[Chorus: Buckshot]Focus on the schemes in the night, bees in the nightLookin for the D's in the night, see we in the lightEveryday we fiend for the night, triple beam tightAimin next team take flight, so see the lightFocus on the schemes at night, bees in the nightLookin for the D's in the night, see we in the lightEveryday we fiend for the night, triple beam tightAimin next team take flight, so see the light'Cause we like the night