Tha Chill - Stz'll Got It lyrics

[Lil 1/2 Dead talking] Yeah, n***a [All (3x)] I still got the late night hype, I still got the late night hype I still got the late night hype [Verse 1 - Lil' 1/2 Dead] Well if it's on like this then it's on like that Me and my n***a Chill kickin' funky raps, huh We got something that's tight (what we gonne do right here is go back) To what? the late night hype So get around and lend an ear And roll up a fat joint and crack a cold beer I'm on my way to Compton, ain't no stoppin' Me and my n***a Chill going straight ho'-hoppin' We got us some figment and hit her to the telly The hooker that I had had some hear on her belly I took of her clothes and her p**y wasn't smelly So I banked them walls all around the f**ing telly I hit it from the side, I hit it from the back And all I could here was the hitboy smack And my n***a named Chill screamin' the p**y's tight Me and my n***a creepin' on that late night hype Yeah n***a [Hook (2x) - Lil' 1/2 Dead] I still got the late night hype I got a 40 but the cap's too tight I still got the late night hype I got a drink to get my head so right [Verse 2: Tha Chill] I still got the late night hype Motherf**ers, uhh, do what you like Yeah, my n***a Half said it just don't stop (stop) Packin' big brogues hanging at the spot (spot) Slanging lil' rocks till 10 o'clock hit One of the homies put a lil' something on the lick Look, oh sh**, what the f**, god damn

Let me use a n***a phone and call that n***a (ooh damn) Caught up my luck, here he come swervin' 9 deep dippin' in the all blue Suburban Me and Half Dead jumped in a lux Caravan, to kidnap this black man No pain, but the sh** ain't funny n***a ain't thinking about sh** but money So pa** me the bud and a motherf**ing light A twist up the eastside, westside, late night hype [Hook (2x) - Chill] I still got the late night hype Smoking weed in [?] I still got the late night hype Smoking weed and my s** is tight [Verse 3: AMG] Oh lord have mercy, I might nogg that indo again Hennesey or the juice and gin Making money's not a job, it's adventure See a big booty, I'ma pinch her Mack with the bonk for your trunk b**h I got a dump for your romp I make that booty go "bum-bump" I'm with it Big balling with my n***as Chill and Half Making with the late night staff Because abra cadabra, hoes wanna grab the Dick like a microphone, daddy's home Is it a misses, what is it a I got ya name in my wishlist Is a thong up-raiser Talking like the prayer Trick like a clamb And the style is rap And I'm f**ing cause the feeling is right Westside's in the house for the late night hype [Hook (2x) - AMG] I still got the late night hype I need a big booty b**h tonight I still got the late night hype Gin and juice rest the party tonight [AMG talking] And it goes [All (8x)] I still got the late night hype