Midnightは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として1991年5月14日にRhino/Warner RecordsによりリリースされましたO.G. Original Gangster
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歌詞
[Verse 1]
What's up, Iceberg
Yo baby, what's happenin', Randy Mack, how you doing, man?
Oh man, I'm just loungin', man
I'm trippin' off you bustin' this dope album and shit, man
You like how it's goin' down, man?
I like the way this shit is goin' down, but check this out, G
You gotta kick some of that old rough, six in the mornin' type shit
You know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah, back to the OG, you know what I'm sayin'?
Well, let me tell you what you gon' need, homie
You gon' need a crazy, stupid, fly, slammin' beat
Oh yo, I got that, homes
Well check this out, what about some of them old criminal gangsta
Old school stories?
Man, you know I got millions of them, homeboy
Yeah, okay
But I don't wanna call it six in the mornin', man
What you gon' call it, homie?
[Verse 2]
Midnight chillin' at AM/PM
Coolin' drinkin' apple juice
In Evil's BM
The sounds up loud
To attract attention
Armor All-ed tired
On a lowered suspension
The nardi to steer with
Alpine deck was glowin'
Bumpin' Big Daddy
The **** was definitely flowin'
I was ridin' shotgun
Donald and Hen in back
Look through the tint, recognized a jack
Two brothers strolled up
Talkin' 'bout, get out
Donald D blazed
Shot one fool thru his fuckin' mouth
Why would they step
When they know we're strapped?
I never cruise L.A.
Without a gat in my lap
The other fool shot
Caught the E in the shoulder blade
I busted through the car door
That's where the **** laid
Hen jumped out
Dropped two nines in his forehead
Evil was bleedin' bad
The car seats were turnin' red
Looked to my left
There were two more carloads
**** in hats and hoods
In an attack mode
And they hadn't yet begun to fight
E hit the gas
It was one past midnight
[Verse 3]
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
Take you on a walk through Hell
South Central
Yo E, drive, drive man, drive man
Fuck it, just get the fuck outta here, man
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
[Verse 4]
We bolt down Vernon
Right on Normandie
Left on Florence
Jettin' through the ETG's
Spun out on Vermont
Made a left on Colden
Right on Hoover
E, where we goin?
He didn't even answer that
Checked the rear view
They were still out back
Where were these brothers from?
What made these brothers come?
Bang! Our back window
Was removed by a shotgun
Now Hen G was shot
Don caught a ricochet
These motherfuckers was ill
They didn't come to play
Bust the right turn, parked
And then we got left
Hid in the bushes
Shot the gas tank to fake death
But would this really
Keep them psyched?
Three of us bleedin'
It was ten past midnight
[Verse 5]
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
Midnight, time for a homicide
South Central
Come on man, y'all bleedin' bad, man
You got to keep up, man, we can't stop here
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
[Verse 6]
I really didn't like
How this shit was goin' down
Wrong night, wrong time
Wrong fuckin' part of town
Ya see we was deep
In the Hoover's hood
Three **** bleedin'
That shit don't look good
See over there, red don't go
Some places red's all they know
But not our luck
Tonight we was real fucked
Broke down an alley
And we instantly had to duck
Fuckin' police on a gang sweep
No time to deal with one time
So we had to creep
Broke through a backyard
Ran through a vacant lot
E, Hen and Don kept up
To be some **** shot
Shit was gettin' crazy
So I had to get busy
Hen was bleedin' worse
And Evil was gettin' dizzy
Looked in a parking lot
I need a snatch bar
Had to hot wire
So I moved on an old car
It was a bucket, but fuck it, it had to do
Started it up
And scooped my whole crew
Two blocks later
We saw fuckin' blue lights
The pigs were behind us
It was half past midnight
[Verse 7]
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
Take me on a walk through Hell
South Central
Y'all just lay down on the floor of this car, man, fuck the police
Man, I'ma handle this
Listen to my nine millimeter go bang
[Verse 8]
When they pulled us over
Shit got worse
I waited till they got out
And then I hit reverse
Fucked 'em up, I seen one cop fall
Threw it in gear, yo I'm outty, y'all
Don't know how
But somehow we got away
Lost the jackers, the cops
Dumped the GTA
Made it back to the hood
Fixed the crew up
And even though Evil's car blew up
We made it home and then I crashed out
Thinkin' about my all-night death bout
Then somethin' woke me up
From my dark sleep
The sound of fuckin' police
When they're tryna creep
Broke through my door
With no goddamn warning
Looked at my watch
It was six in the mornin'
Written by: DJ Aladdin, Ice-T
