Luyện nghe bài hát In The Middle Of The Night

what happens when the Twista gets high in the Suave
Y'all know who this is
Here's some shit

Ooh, I can a reefer crawl in me all in me
Swooping through the hood where ballas be
Steady hearing callin me
Is it of the candy apple red navigator bumping Eightball and 'G
Y'all be tripping off the P's I can get plus I'm my K-Town click
a playa lay it down quick
to be no tease and no she gon' suck the sleeve off my tip
I get the right in
straight up in this the juices diminish
then I'm a menace like I'm Slim
Lights blur dim with a slight curve
A fifth of yak and a sack a brother might 10
Spitting game I try to the graphics
Never plaster on like psychodamagic
and man a brother bad I status
some asses freaking up plenty women by the masses
can't nobody this madness
The playa looking great up in the Suave House tip
Never me in much but a Suave House outfit
Cars with kick on the lick with the mob looking thick
Hit the club rug on the loveless
Ladies love pretty eyes mug with a thug twist
Flowing I'm as deadly as a drug
Anyone high but killers high haters die from the
this like a deep dish
Takin my vision away a eclipse I see hips
My scripts I dip deadly as 3 clips
Plus I'm the one she wanted to freak with
betta gone head on
Chicks betta head bone in the lac of the rear
so I can have a sack and a
Prepare for the of the mack of the year

Twista]
I can teach ya how to get ya tight
Light sticky flame right gotta hit till feeling real good
Getting rhythm in the of the night
Sitting in the straight up mackin while I get my smoke on
Teach ya how to get ya game
Light sticky flame right till it real good
rhythm in the middle of the night
I'ma toke till I choke I never a night could last for so long
I can teach ya how to get ya tight
light sticky flame right gotta hit till it's real good
Getting rhythm in the middle of the
Sitting in the back up macking while I get my smoke on
ya how to get ya game tight
Light sticky flame till it feel real good
Getting in the middle of the night
I'ma toke till I choke I never that it last for so long

We be Eightball and MJG with that Twista from the Chi
love in a major way trying to make that major pay
Staying away from them dirty freaks that be reaching
Trying to make me and get a grip on the grip I'm speaking
All I do is blaze peel the top and feel the heat from the sun rays
Thinking bout the days when I used to walk up and down that ghetto
My fo's got love for me so for me they'll kill for me
I have to be high when I flow
Pulling dope when I hit the door
Pin aka the fat man got love for the ones who got love for me
Thug for me roll up with me and if come down to it blood for me
Real to the end me and my pen falling in all over again
to a remix made by T-Mix elimate tricks to this get with this
I really couldn't see I don't give a dam who you be
Supposed to be can't nobody step to the
we be the kings of the things these weak punks out here try to do
Open your we got something for you and you and you

MJG tell me something that you can feel in the of the night
Not a lot of people wanna say we don't sound
but I can make a soundtrack tight
I really understanda
Sipping on hen coverin hen while I lay on my ambulance
Taking control for the big time money and all the women are hoe
I think I shoulda had an eighth straight enough so I can see
Now why you still pausing when you know
Tou don't smell like you been through the last of the sea
Nan heavy as a e-weight, be straight
First of all I buying your clothes,
doing your toes, then going to shows,
No bust no more, go run boots, hoe
and you that you ready for a blackout
Huh girl I can see it in your eyes, you each spit the mack out
Now you ain't even gotta act out, now I gotta throw the out
I'm a shout, where my pimping spot,
where the sun don't shine one
Then throw me a dose of that shot hen
I'm running with all this hate
It to be getting around late night
Tell ya man to the gate tight
Here I to break the window smash that boy
and get up and then go heres some leaving a
no clue no propane no buds and shoes
and you the rivalry man blow up skull