[Verse 1: SPM]  Now spread the word  I got them bricks on the dead end streets  And watch them jump out boys  Cause they rollin ten deep  Creep crawlin the night  Ya know the deal  In the muthafuckin Hill  We all strapped to kill  Chill hittin licks in the wind that never ceases  Mad cause they askin me for three dollar pieces  How the fuck I'm suppoesed to come up  Of a shy move  Run up on a twenty and get yo ass an ice cube  It ain't nuthin why you bumpin in yo Cutlass  Jus understand the roughness  Never cut for the gutless  Cause it's do or die  You ask  Who am I?  I was a heartbreaker ever since junior high  Eye of the public  The Brown be a suspect  So the streets taught me to be loveless  Causin rawkus  In a dope fiends bucket  My two favorite subjects were   Shut it and fuck it    [Chorus: SPM]  The night shift  Young hustlers workin grave yards  The night shift  Street soldiers workin grave yards  My nine be  Beside me  Tonight we  Work the night shift  My nine be  Beside me  Tonight we  Work the night shift    [Verse 2: Pimpstress]  It's yo midnight mistress  Playa named Pimpstress  I keep it crunk handle AH on my business  Queen of the click  Fiend for my shit  I'm sucked and corrupt  Sixteen in my click  From black and mop  You can't crack my style  Playa hatin bitches make me crack a smile  Tonight  With whoride  In the moonlight  My feria ruka sound like the fuckin chula  Fools die  Fuckin wit my feria  Daddy steaks wanna marry the  Emperiala  Nina Ross, Mary Jane, Ms. Cocaine  The three devils brought us deep in the dope game  So strange  True G's won't change  Close range  Left ya boys wit no brains  Street zombies  Takin out posses  Dangerous hobbies  Jus call me    [Chorus: SPM]  [Repeat 1x]    [Verse 3: SPM]  Alone in my home  Cock my gats  I'm known for my dope so I watch for jacks  Keep out burglar  Come on in  Bring all yo men let the games begin  Pumpin em in the cheek man I  Hot shots comin out my banana  Got plans like Santa Anna  Got balls like Tony Montana  Trick or treat  Feel my heat  Hear my muthafuckin drum beats  Don't believe the tales from my hood?  Come see  This ain't no joke you can smoke  This ain't no wonderland  I kick this shit so you motherfuckers understand  I pop mine  With a glock nine  Blow that head off a muthafuckin stop sign  Be the one never  You come I come better  Bring yo umbrella  I bring the rough weather  Pleasure one pleasure  Choppin up chedder  Ya whole crew get done by one fella    [Chorus: SPM]  [Repeat 1x]