Lyrics Night Night - Consequence
You
faggot-ass
muh'fucker
Knock
this
nigga
the
fuck
out,
word
to
mother
son
[Consequence:]
See
y'all
the
kind
of
pussies
had
to
pick
up
somethin
And
y'all
motherfuckers
ain't
stick
up
nuttin
So
all
you
really
doing's
run
around
here
frontin
But
muh'fucker
keep
on
stuntin
[Chorus:]
And
homey
you
go
NIGHT
NIGHT,
from
the
left
and
the
right
And
won't
forget
it
for
the
rest
of
your
life
After
you
go
NIGHT
NIGHT~!
And
I
promise
the
same
For
any
lame
who
won't
honor
my
aim,
uhh
You
go
NIGHT
NIGHT,
from
the
left
and
the
right
And
won't
forget
it
for
the
rest
of
your
life
After
you
go
NIGHT
NIGHT~!
And
I
promise
the
same
For
any
lame
who
won't
honor
my
aim,
uhh
[Consequence:]
Now
ever
since
I
went
and
brought
the
blend
that
got
my
pinky
right
I've
been
makin
niggaz
wanna
box
more
than
Winky
Wright
Cause
when
I'm
on
the
block
and
I
overhear
the
sneaky
types
Sayin
"Fuck
'Quence
cause
that
nigga
probably
think
he
nice"
But
they
gon'
pay
a
price
for
they
frontin
and
they
sidetalk
When
I'm
catch
'em
slippin
like
there's
ice
on
the
sidewalk
It
ain't
my
fault,
that
I
was
blessed
with
a
two-piece
While
you
was
on
the
ave
gettin
pressed
for
your
new
piece
But
word
hit
the
streets
I
made
it
spin
like
the
whirl
We
called
him
"Million
Dollar
Baby"
cause
he
hit
like
a
girl
Here's
a
jewel
like
a
pearl
you
should
often
remember
If
it
wasn't
for
rap
I'd
be
on
"Contender"
I
know
I'm
kind
of
slender,
here's
advice
for
your
mans
Cause
like
the
shell
game
I'm
kinda
nice
with
my
hands
And
even
with
the
grands
and
my
name
in
bright
lights
Don't
think
I'd
ever
hesitate
to
make
you
go
night
night
[Chorus]
[Consequence:]
Now
let
me
drop
the
science
like
Tom
Cruise
On
why
I
keep
the
eye
on
every
time
you
see
Cons'
cruise
Cause
I
know
niggaz
out
here
probably
thinkin
I'm
on
snooze
And
if
you
thinkin
THAT,
then
you
niggaz
are
all
fools
Cause
you
should
know
the
rules
any
time
you
discuss
I
You
probably
better
all
just
go
get
in
some
shuteye
Or
you'll
get
a
shut
eye,
cause
I've
been
puttin
heads
to
bed
And
we
be
rollin
20
deep,
when
we
head
to
bed
So
get
some
good
night
rest,
or
a
good
light
vest
Cause
ain't
no
tellin
when
the
hood
might
press
And
it's
like
'Quence,
don't
be
sleepin
like
insomniacs
Cause
ain't
no
tellin
when
they
creepin
in
them
Pontiacs
Sippin
that
Cognac,
and
askin
where
the
party
at
So
they
can
shoot
my
car
with
the
gat
And
I
can
see
'em
in
my
dreams
like
Game
tryin
to
heat
my
frame
But
watch
what
happen
when
that
street
light
change
[Chorus]
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.