Waka Flocka Flame
Nights Like This
[Intro: Gucci Mane]

Night like this, on a night like this
On a night like this? On a night like this
On a night like this? On a night like this
On a night like this? On a night like this

[Verse 1: Gucci]

Might get that on a night like this, get car-jacked on a night like this
I don't wanna dap, but you know I wanna scrap, and you might get whacked on a night like this
On a night like this? Yeah my n***a on a night like this
On a night like this...

On a night like this a n***a might get killed, whack that n***a, give his ass the whole clip
Might send a bitch to attract that n***a. Tease that n***a. Distract that n***a
Ran off on the third, get killed on the fifth. Hit him in the head with the damn four-fifth
Later in the club he was smoking that piff', shot him in the head he ain't leave no tip
Got my lean in the car, (you) can't take no sip. Can't lean, can't walk, can't crawl, can't limp
One of them nights when you don't get right, don't fix your face then your ass get killed
That's what you get trynna act all stiff, coming up the hill too swift I'll rip one
Blood or a crip, (don't) give a damn. I'll hit one. If you don't got a gun, then you better go get one
One of them nights when I don't wanna fight, put your hands on me, and I'm ending your life
Say it to my left, cause you know it ain't right. Call me Tyronne, cause I know I ain't right
I'm the type of n***a that get in a fight, by the end of the night they'll be reading my rights
I got the right to shoot your ass on sight, I got the right to put an end to your life
If they rob you once, they'll rob you twice. You a pussy ass n***a, you ain't bout that life