Texty:
Boys Night Out It Won T Be Long

Which gathered and grew and erupted into song. He smiled, as he toyed with the news, and took up their words. It won't be long. The tune collapsed, and

[Intro: Ice-T] Every year the same shit happens More fuckin' funerals, dead homies Niggas out here killin' each other I don't know why And when it happens

don't quit Motherfuck you damn shithead bitch It's Too $hort, on the mic, and it don't stop And it don't stop, and it won't stop, bitch Check out my

not dog out [Big Syke] Right behind my pitbull, all wrong That wanna make the cat moan all night long Puppy don't take me wrong, but it's gon' Be monkeys

-bum, num 2 so Do not be fuckin' around wit' we and we won?t fuck around wit' you I do hang wit' dru I do not be fuckin' wit' busta niggaz like you Can

" But I know that she won't take the train No, she won't take the train No, she won't take the train No, she won't take the train She's afraid them

money and when it comes to this money, trust me You can't tip toe with nobody cause niggas will do insane things to get they cream Won't even speak, let

bitches swear they in love but it's just the X Niggas act like, my coke ain't long in stress Like I don't keep two shotguns under my chest I flip, obsolete

Kill each other over money and white boys for fun [Female Singer] Don't come my way Hawks feel the day Things don't change, oh no Don't you come my way