Key: B minor•
Verse 1
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Oh,
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were you here last night?
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Last night, last night, last night,
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last night, last night
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Have you heard about last night?
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Last night, last night, last night,
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There was murder last night, last night,
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last night, last night, last night
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Niggas, commit murder night, last night
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Last night, last night, last night
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There's a tear in your eye
I'm in the function
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Fucked up, sack him in a wine in my cut
Think I could fill up any cut
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Looking at these niggas around me,
haters surround me
plus I needs the money
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So two slugs in the chest
in front of everybody there
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Jams in the air, tell I need this place
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Through tired smoke,
Out of sight like George Clooney
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You need hope, water or soap
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Turning humans into meat and rubbish
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It's not thuggish, it's more like mafia
When was that?
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Last night, last night, last night,
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Last night, last night, last night,
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Last night, last night, last night,
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last night, last night
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Last night, last night, last night,
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last night, last
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Caught us both in the bed, bucket naked
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But under the pillow was tequila muff,
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he snatched you out the bed
and took you straight downstairs
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I got out the bed and got my strap
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and put it in the small of my back
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have to make this hit
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I mean her , I make it work
like a Stockton Boulevard hoe
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Take your blood for your dough,
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dig you a hole in your flow
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And till you tell that nigga what's up,
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It could be a murder show -off,
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Don't mean to fuck it up at the end,
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Cause bad guys get away in my eyes,
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fuck in' family crying
When was that?
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Last night, when I hit your phone
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Last night, pulled up in the brome
Pulled out the chrome
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I put you in the past like
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last night, last night
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I see the world, last night, last night,
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D
last night, last night, last night
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Last night, last night, last night,
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last night, last night
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Last night, last night, last night,
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last night, last night
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I touch the streets daily,
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for the gravy, nobody can fake me
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I'm a handhunter, a hunter, killer,
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And if it was for my babies,
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And I only got a couple homies
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I trust I'm all fucked up in the head,
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And still I can thread that
thin line
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With some shackles,
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We got the chainsaws and
the Ziploc Ziplocs
cops
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Put him in the trunk
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He was all bleeding last night
He was a punk,
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To dump that body and spot the rocks
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It's in the cut s,
Bodies down here,
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just say it's a big lake,
pass a small gate,
one been here for years
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remember they call me Mr. No -Print,
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Mr. Never -Leave -No -Clues
When I do what the fuck I
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do is I cover shoe prints,
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and any evidence of the type
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So that the po -po can't
trace either one of us
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to that spot last night
Cause last night,
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with that dead body so we can move it
Cause man,
the older docks,
on calling me,
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since last night.
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