Charles B. Simmons - f** What Happens Tonight lyrics

[Intro: DJ Khaled] f** all that ho sh** f** all you f** boys b**h, we're real hustlers Get money... It's We The Best music, Bad Boy, Coke Boyz [Hook: Mavado] I got my gun on me, I tell my kids I'll never leave them lonely f**ing streets on me, d**h row Jamaicans, murder your family f** what happens tonight, f** what happens tonight f** what happens tonight, I've got my gun on me [Verse 1: French Montana] It was murder she wrote, your name in blood When the love's gone, your eyes diluted full of blood Six cars full of goons, six blocks heard the boom Dreadlocks, middle of June, head shots, get tombed Stone, ten shots, five gone, 9/11 dial tone You want it all, die alone A war's going on nobody's safe from Now we're talking to the judge when your day come Like it was hard not to k** these n***as It was like a full-time job not to k** these n***as Eight figures, need the eight story mansion While I'm strapped up two-stepping with the devil dancing Diluted with blood in my eyes Like a stillborn, n***as won't make it out alive, n***a [Hook] [Verse 2: Ace Hood] f** it, I'm ready to die tonight Put it on mom with that clip on my back and I loaded it twice Just a call away, my n***as is ready, no matter the price Playing with mine, you n***as could get it including your wife Isn't life a motherf**er? Since seventeen that pistol's been my blood brother Sleeping with that lethal weapon, playing Danny Glover AK40, own a hundred if we're talking numbers Riders' f**ing with mobsters n***as want beef? Turn them to pasta Load up the clip, shoot up your mama Bang bang, bless them father Pa**ed beside him, rest aside a lake That's swimming with snakes inside Look at my eyes, I hate disguises Knife or gun, I compromise it Oh Lord, I'm a ride on my enemies If I die tonight, I bet them gangsters remember me n***a, until then... [Hook] [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] From the depths of the sea, back to the block With a b**h on my dick and a bottle of Ciroc Tick tock, non-stop, blocker, blocker, blood clot Don't test the lion cause you'll get dropped on the spot Lick shot, drip drop over the soil Pot's hot until it boils To this Crip sh**, I'm loyal Dip with us, ride with us, slide with, sleep with us Sit with us, f** with us, bad lil b**h's better get with us She likes the French tip nails that I wear And how I'm so pimped out with dreads in my hair, yeah You got truth, now the truth is to dare Blue bandana, it's me and Montana At the Tropicana with Tanehsa, Alisha, Lakesha, Savannah Nicknames for my blammer [Hook] [Verse 4: Scarface] The smell of blood in the bathroom Body layed out stiff full of stab wounds I told this n***a I was coming back p**y must not have heard when I told him that n***a, it's eye for an eye A life for a life, a body for a price I want to smell his last breath took And look him in the eyes and make for sure he knows how d**h looks Because I'm him, it's in the air, I can feel it Shot him four times with the gun I was concealing Overk**ing, it ain't no coming back from it Then walked away with a demeanour like I just done it Something evil this way's coming For big face hundreds this b**h gets punished [Hook]