Cancion : Night After Night
Artista : Young Pappy
Album : 2 Cups: Pt. 2 — Everything
Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-night-after-night-de-young-pappy


[Mixtape Intro]
Live this life, shorty
It's Young Pappy and BuDouble, my brother

[Single Intro]
'Member them long ass nights? In the field with the steel, totin' chrome ass pipes

[Verse 1: Young Pappy]
'Member them long ass nights? In the field with the steel, totin' chrome ass pipes
And everybody tryna do this song, that's right
But in real life, I made this song last night, and whew!
Last night, it was one of them nights
I had so many hoes, I was feelin' like a dyke
I brought two of 'em home, exposed them to this life I lived
And both them hoes was tryna spend the night
I'm like: "Fuck it, since my main bitch wanna fight, I'm not gon' argue tonight!"
You good, shorty, you right
'Cause puttin' my hands on her, for what? I ain't the type
My pops taught me don't touch her, just fuck her like she your wife
So I do that
I swear, I'm the wrong nigga to shoot at
'Cause you can hide, but I'ma find wherever you at
Don't be surprised shells come flyin' wherever you at
Ambulance arrive, no, you dyin' wherever you at
I can merch it
'Cause, nigga, them hollow tips, it be hurtin'
If you ever get shot below your waist, then it ain't purpose
'Cause I'm tryna murk you
I'm tryna hurt you and then dirt you
And I won't forget about you, so I'ma go get a shirt, too, that say:
“Rest In Piss”
They like: “I love that 2 Cups”
That's my shit, she like: “I love you too much!”
That's some shit, he like: “Now fall back, lil' bruh, that's my bitch”
I'm like: “You ain't never just cuff!”
But niggas be crazy as hell
Smoke dope 'till my eyes get lazy as hell
Got a bad bitch ridin' and she crazy as well
And this .40 turn his brains to some gravy a meal
I'm crazy as hell
See this pain? You can tell
This anger I built, you get stained with the steel
You think you ridin' for him, flip his range with the kill
When you hear that .40 bang, see his brain, let her sing for you
Hold on!

[Sample from Lori Perri's “Up Against The Wind”]
Night after night seems like I rage against the moon
But it don't ever light the dark
I curse

[Verse 2: BuDouble]
I remember them never ending nights with my celly, and that bitch both smelly
23 in one, one shower a week
When they pop the trunk, got chow for us to eat and or the mail
Smellin' like my gal, I'll smell that shit
Inhale that shit, think: “Fuck that bitch!” ‘cause she want me to pick
I ain't finna be stressin' over no bitch while I'm doing the bitch
So fuck it, back to the subject
“Celly, if it's mine, don't touch it!
If you drop it, better flush it!”
They shake this bitch and you got contraband
Boy, admit that it's yours, and you just gotta cuff it
Yeah, I remember them lonely ass nights
I was wandering why my homies ain't right
Maybe 'cause they doing wrong
Shit, I'm doing wrong, and I still find time to write some of the bros
Let 'em know that I'm here
Hold your head up, shorty
Trap halfway, Drizzy just took 40
Damn, they just gave a real nigga 40
That's worse than hearin' that it ain't yours on Maury
Niggas ain't real, heard it night after night
Lost a few homies to this life, not a fight, right?
R.I.P. 'em all on the mic
Two cups full of ice, drinkin' Sprite after Sprite
I done been there, done that
Mask up, gun block
Night after night, makin' bitch niggas run that
Yeah, pussy nigga, run that!
Cross over to the other side, you won't come back
Yeah, I'm talkin' barrier, hearts getting heavier
Six of your best friends got to carry ya
Met the streets, yeah, the first night that I married her
Damn, no wonder that my life why scarier

[Verse 3: Young Pappy]
'Member them nights when Sheen called my phone, like:
“Broski, I got the pipe
If nobody gon' ride, I know that you want to strike
I heard about that crazy shit you did when you was with your wife, so I know you with it!”
I pick him up, switch rentals, like: “Fuck it!”
Go opp hunting, see who I want, I'm like: “Slump it!”
He like: “I'll trunk 'em!”
I'm like: “Hell nah, 'cause then you gotta dump him
Might as well just slump him, Folk, bail out!”
Put two in his face that way he don't get to yell out
And if you get a case, real nigga, don't sell out
This crack money, I'ma save it up 'till you bail out
I pour two cups, light a L, put a L out
“It's TFG, this PBG!”
The shit I yell out
If you can seen a D.O.A., it's what it spell out
I'm street smart, but mamma told me: “Don't never fail out”
But I remember them nights when mamma told me: “Get the hell out!”
Hold on!

[Sample from Lori Perri's “Up Against The Wind”]
Night after night seems like I rage against the moon
But it don't ever light the dark
I curse
Night after night
Night after night
Night after night, night
Night after night
Night after night
Night after night, night


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