Three 6 Mafia - Long Nite Lyrics
(koopsta knicca)I gotta plan in command on your ass *****This little short young niggas in them casketsYou bein front black nigga rolled up layed up on your ass hoeBetter run by koopsta, crunchy, juice, paul, boo, and scarecrowTheres a whole lotta demons in my world todayWhich means you run into a nigga like koop a nutcaseHere I can tell by tha day its gonna be a long nightWhen I take a swipe for you life my big black buldgin nineNow while Im kickin niggas fiendinJust to kill em thoughBefore I go I get them swishaz with them navajosUpon tha mighty mississippiNow can I *****in kick itYou better answer quickBefore I hit you for them riches(lord infamous)Cuz them niggaz want to really try to jump upBut they know they gonna catch a coupleOf my sub-machine gun fire to they jawsI kick shit flyin through tha airYou wanna dare to test me ?Im tha infamous nightmare I wanna break some lawsI practice secret forms of voodoo cultureDead flesh culture>from my pet vulturesSleepin in tha death defying beyond human measurementsInto my private temple in tha middle of mount everestSmokin pine as I sky dive off a mountainIn my mind blood squirtin high out of fountainsCountin corpses in my black fortressIn tha hallway paintin satanic portraits(dj paul)See it was me, lil buck, and my nigga lil knifeAnd some thug ass fool I never seen in my lifeWe roll in bobbys lac with tha gold bones and voguesFull grainCloth topSteady pullin them hoesTha nigga that I didnt know said he had some on a weedAnd stoppin by tha crib so he can get up on some cheeseIve seen shit in tha game as soon as he opened his mouthWe dropped him off tha fool went behind tha *****in houseI didnt think shit about it but some minutes had to passMake me really not trust his busta assI looked around and somethin just made my eye switchTwenty mo niggaz dressed just like tha *****Not takin no chances Im knowin its a stick upBut when we tried to bail we got blocked by a pickupDropped tha fools tryin to test my pimpinTo see what Im all aboutBut speakin to soon I got blastedWhen I stepped up out tha cadillacVision blur Im seein 9-9I was up on my back seein a 6-6 up on a street signLil buck slamed right into them durvesBaby you want to scoop me as I cross straight to tha curbMy nigga lil knife let tha tech start rippin me>from tha last hoes who still stood on they feetNow we gettin tha ***** up out of the hoodThat was all wrong but takin some lifes made it rightIt was a long night(juicy j)It was a long night when I was locked down in 201Back against tha wall smokin a square cuz it aint no funWatch them niggas fight over phone callsGettin buckKnowin when they get they life sentence man they ass stuckNiggas always nervous cuz they servin bustas with a swordsPullin tha real killaz, gds, crips and vice lordsLower level aint a jokeA nigga got his neck brokeThrown to tha ground like a ***** pickin up tha soapBut I wasnt goin cas a nigga like me kept my shankIf a fool stepped to me his facell be in tha paintWaitin for a guard talkin smartItll be a fightIn 201 locked downIt was a long ass night(lord infamous)We caught them devils basementI walked down tha hallwayWhere tha walls are lined with candle lightSacraficinGoin it enter tha triple six mafia gun roomSoon I will choose tha weapon I find most appropriateFor reasons I take tha smith & wesson and a mac 10Paul walked in he grabbed a street sweeperGrim reaper and a glock 19Crunchy black he took tha goddamn m-16Boo called tha koopstaTold him to get tha shovel ready for burialOf the bodiesLets put them on unsolved mysteriesEase please creep up in tha trees with tha night scopeAnd held it on tha blunt can blow nothin but red dopeThem niggas died in a blast we stuck they gas inMotha *****in triple 6 assassins
