Shabazz The Disciple - Surrender (Thieves in Da Nite Pt. 2) lyrics

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Shabazz The Disciple - Surrender (Thieves in Da Nite Pt. 2) lyrics

[Hook One] When we hungry we be thieving Be on some mask and black glove sh** in the evening My hustlers struggling on the block y'all know the reason Son when the price of coke go up it's robbing season When we hungry we be thieving Be on some mask and black glove sh** in the evening My hustlers struggling on the block y'all know the reason Son when the price of coke go up it's robbing season Ya feeling me? [Verse One] Ain't no more money on the block, got 2 felonies and grams to measure Been tryna move this coke for a while and get the treasure In this hustling sh**, we barely survive week to week Ain't tryna starve in the street, n***a we robbing to eat What the f** you think all the guns are for Whenever there's a coke drought Everybody's kissing the f**ing floor When sh** get hot at night n***as will pick a lock Run in and vick a spot, you flip we lick a shot Gimme the yayo and the loot poppi (a n***a hungry) Or catch a halo when we shoot poppi (don't try to starve me) Only been home a minute and my lieutenant turned informant D's be kicking my door in 6 in the morning with a warrant My team be out of state rushing gates dressed like jake Geisting cakes, leaving n***as handcuffed to the fire escapes Thieves in the nite, we on the run n***a we homeless Quick to run up in ya crib with a wig and catch a bonus [Hook One] Put the money in the bag n***a Give up the goods and surrender! [Hook Two] Thieves in the nite, sneaky like the rook Face wrapped like a sheik, when it's time to do a jook Got you looking down the barrel of the gun of a crook, from Red Hook It's a j**el heist don't get ya life took Put the gat to ya head, blow ya brains out the other side Slide up in the getaway ride, then we hide Hit the headquarters, then the goods we divide Make you deep throat the magnum, here n***a open wide! [Hook One] [Verse Two] Late at night we creep around in cabs looking for suspect In my mind investing money I ain't touch yet Pulling out fake badges on workers, we lust that Strip 'em of their work and gat, so they don't bust back When our ribs are touching, sh** we find another crib to rush in For that money, n***as'll give ya f**ing kids concussions n***as get launched like rockets Their sh** slapped out the sockets Don't empty that safe and them f**ing pockets Try to play hero, don't come up off tha dinero Get a holey sombrero, sh** ain't fair but I don't care yo Us martyrs be on late night train robberies Don't be that lucky winner in "BLOW OUT YA BRAIN LOTTERY" And lose a major vein or artery We tryna survive and feed a family And balance the economy Tuck in ya j**elry and ya valuables When you see that hungry look on my face Or you'll see what the double barrel do [Hook One] Put the money in the bag n***a Give up the goods and surrender! [Hook Two] [Hook One] Give up the goods and surrender Cause when I slap yo a**, you ain't gonna remember!

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