Heat Of The Night lyrics ( Fedz )
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[Sinister]
You might have
seen me in the drop-top convertible Lex
So
what the heck
I'm test to murder hood
dweller
A good fella represents
Never
hesitant to put the weight between your eyes
44 pounds of steel, real niggas recognize
I kill at will like Q, tell me who's getting
rude
My click is some fools, thugs, and
pimps, and playas too
Got homies in grey
and blue and got niggas in black
I'll put a
slug in his back and still ask him where your
glove at
Now he bustin' back, I must come
strapped cause it's combat
All the dust
these niggas kicking we been there and done
that
Naw, fuck that
We rep on the
track like World Order
And we got the
bombest shit, nigga like Pearl Harbor
I
just wish that I could manslaughter (Who)
The hater, are ya in danger of another killer
stranger
Guess it's banger, check his
chamber
Scaring niggas at night, demonizing
their mind
Sneek up from behind, now is it
Mr. Mike
[Hook]
In the heat of
the night
Ain't no time for stage fright
You might make the front page if your game
ain't tight
So keep your hand on your glock
and get paid tonight
It don't stop and
Goodfellas is what I claim for life
In the
heat of the night
Ain't no time for stage
fright
You might make the front page if
your game ain't tight
I got my sacks in my
pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my
neck, my pistol's close at hand
[Sinister]
Vision me in the cut, middle
corrupt and never giving a fuck
My verbal
slang making niggas gangbang and blaze up
Hanging out the Range Rover with a hangover
Test me, I'm deadly like Ebola, just another
ghetto soldier
Best be in the mist of the
smoke, when niggas choke
Fake thug niggas
and drug dealers is getting
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