One More Night
Coolio Lyrics
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I got one mo bullet in my clip
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I got one mo drink I can steal
I got one mo sack I can twist
Coolio: I wear a S on my chest
I prefer my vest
Pass the stress
Cause all I wanna do is just roll my things
Turn up the alphine and let
The woofers bang bang
To the boogie say up jump the boogie
He was tryin' to get a grip on my cookies
I shook thee i coulda took him
But he wadn't even worth a bullet
I had my finger on the trigger
But I couldn't pull it
From defamation to desimation
Every day is like summer vacation
A nigga couldn't wait for somethin good
To put in yo Kenwood
Turn it up to twenty-one
And bop it in your hood
I'm a eastside nigga Nigga
Gotta have sprilla Sprilla
Do or die, low down, real life killa Killa
They comin' through the hold on tip toe
You swear, so i gotta get your grip, hoe
Yes, yes, y'all Yes y'all
40 Thevz in the house
With a fifth y'all Fifth y'all
Better recognize a tennis shoe pimp
Y'all Pimp y'all
When I'm rollin' through your hood
In my six, ohhhh, that be you
When our four colors rock, front and ass out
All the riders shake and smile when
They see me hit the block
Your sounds ain't beatin
So your girls ain't freakin
Watch your fly, got the whole post meetin
Hit 'em in their eyes and go suicides
Later, pump them on the ground just
To show 'em what it's like
To hit the mic for a licken
Hell no, I ain't trippin
Cause I kinda like pimpin
Bein' freer than a pigeon
Got your bitch down in positions
All kinda ways
40 Thevz pimpin these suckas till they graze
So, come with these weak flows if you must
But I got a hundred and twenty-one
Mo rounds I can bust
Put the pep in yo step and
The glide in your stride like Clyde
Drexler, this is eastside
Westa, recognize the routine
Mo jackers and packers than the
Super Bowl ring team
So, why you tellin me to sell a key of yayo
That's how you give a fellow need like Jayo
We lay low all up in the cut
If it's suicide then roll the bustas up
And I'ma hit 'em up like uppercut
Better shuffle yo feet like double dutch
Now the party didn't start til I walked in
And it probably won't end til I sip Hen
But in the meantime and in between time
Better tuck in your chin
And learn to take your lumps and grin
You know you can't wait cause
I'ma stay on one
One switch, one sack, one sip
But I ain't done
I got one mo switch I can hit
I have another switch that I can activate
I got one mo bullet in my clip
I have one more bullet ready to use
I got one mo drink I can steal
I have one more drink that I can take without permission
I got one mo sack I can twist
I have one more bag of drugs that I can prepare
I wear a S on my chest
I have a sense of superiority or confidence
I prefer my vest
I choose to wear my bulletproof vest for protection
And if the chronic run out, loc
And if the marijuana supply runs out, my friend
Pass the stress
Give me the anxiety or pressure
Cause all I wanna do is just roll my things
Because all I want to do is prepare my drugs
Turn up the alphine and let the woofers bang bang
Increase the volume of the stereo system and let the subwoofers make a loud sound
To the boogie say up jump the boogie
In response to the rhythm, say up jump the boogie
He was tryin' to get a grip on my cookies
He was trying to get control over my drugs
I shook thee i coulda took him
I shook him, I could have fought him
But he wadn't even worth a bullet
But he was not even worth using a bullet on
I had my finger on the trigger
I had my finger ready to shoot
But I couldn't pull it
But I couldn't bring myself to shoot
From defamation to desimation
From damaging someone's reputation to completely destroying them
Every day is like summer vacation
Every day feels like a fun and carefree time
A nigga couldn't wait for somethin good
I couldn't wait for something enjoyable or exciting
To put in yo Kenwood
To play in your car stereo system
Turn it up to twenty-one
Increase the volume to the maximum level
And bop it in your hood
Play it loudly in your neighborhood
I'm a eastside nigga Nigga
I am a person affiliated with the eastern part of the city
Gotta have sprilla Sprilla
I need money, a significant amount of money
Do or die, low down, real life killa Killa
I am willing to do anything, even kill, to survive in the streets
They comin' through the hold on tip toe
They are approaching quietly and cautiously
You swear, so i gotta get your grip, hoe
You think you're tough, so I have to assert dominance over you, woman
Yes, yes, y'all Yes y'all
Yes, yes, everyone, yes, everyone
40 Thevz in the house
The rap group called 40 Thevz is present
With a fifth y'all Fifth y'all
With a bottle of alcohol, everyone
Better recognize a tennis shoe pimp
You should acknowledge and respect a person who thrives in the streets
Y'all Pimp y'all
Everyone, embrace the lifestyle of a pimp
When I'm rollin' through your hood
When I am driving through your neighborhood
In my six, ohhhh, that be you
In my car, and ohhhh, that would be you
When our four colors rock, front and ass out
When our cars with distinctive colors are prominently displayed
All the riders shake and smile when they see me hit the block
All the people driving around react with excitement and approval when they see me on the street
Your sounds ain't beatin
Your music is not impressive or captivating
So your girls ain't freakin
So the girls who listen to your music are not getting excited or dancing
Watch your fly, got the whole post meetin
Pay attention to how stylish I am, making everyone notice
Hit 'em in their eyes and go suicides
Impress them with my lyrics and rap style, causing them to be speechless
Later, pump them on the ground just to show 'em what it's like
Afterwards, dominate them with my music and make them understand how it's done
To hit the mic for a licken
To perform on the microphone for a session
Hell no, I ain't trippin
No way, I am not worried or concerned
Cause I kinda like pimpin
Because I somewhat enjoy the lifestyle of a pimp
Bein' freer than a pigeon
Feeling more liberated than a pigeon
Got your bitch down in positions
I have your woman in various sexual positions
All kinda ways
In many different ways
40 Thevz pimpin these suckas till they graze
The rap group 40 Thevz exploits and takes advantage of these fools until they are exhausted
So, come with these weak flows if you must
So, bring your weak rap verses if you have to
But I got a hundred and twenty-one Mo rounds I can bust
However, I have 121 more rounds of ammunition that I can fire
Put the pep in yo step and the glide in your stride like Clyde Drexler
Move with energy and confidence, just like the basketball player Clyde Drexler
This is eastside Westa
This is the eastern side, representin' West Coast
Recognize the routine
Acknowledge the usual actions or habits
Mo jackers and packers than the Super Bowl ring team
More robbers and drug dealers than the team that won the Super Bowl
So, why you tellin me to sell a key of yayo
So, why are you advising me to sell a kilogram of cocaine
That's how you give a fellow need like Jayo
That's how you make someone desperate for money, like the rapper Jayo Felony
We lay low all up in the cut
We stay hidden in a concealed or secret location
If it's suicide then roll the bustas up
If it's going to be dangerous, then gather the gang members
And I'ma hit 'em up like uppercut
And I'm going to attack them aggressively, like an uppercut punch
Better shuffle yo feet like double dutch
You should move your feet quickly and cleverly, like in the game of double dutch
Now the party didn't start til I walked in
Now the fun and excitement didn't begin until I arrived
And it probably won't end til I sip Hen
And it probably won't finish until I drink Hennessy
But in the meantime and in between time
But for now, and in the meantime
Better tuck in your chin
You should protect yourself and be cautious
And learn to take your lumps and grin
And learn to accept the negative consequences with a smile
You know you can't wait cause I'ma stay on one
You know you can't compete with me because I will always remain one step ahead
One switch, one sack, one sip
One lighter, one bag of drugs, one alcoholic drink
But I ain't done
But I am not finished
Lyrics Β© Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ARTIS L JR IVEY
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@Soundtraxtv
Rest In Power Coolio! You will be missied.
@mojo9o
I... am so glad i finally got to hear this... this is another beautiful song from Coolio's G's Paradise, Sunshine, and What is an Mc.
@GOD-fc4cr
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@robertlesuer2755
Deep track, RIP Coolio, respect.
@2sexyfomyshirt
Rest in paradise brother. Hope to see you when i get there.
@zone5oog
"Maybe I wasn't fully awake but I never went to sleep."
@deshawndre1936
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@ajstyles7678
Coolio will always be in my top 10
@jlp05
This Speaks the Truth....Never heard of this track until today =)
@sidthedon761
Coolio Gangsta