MESSY MARV & SAN QUINN - The Wolves Come Out lyrics

[Messy Marv:]

Awww yeah, yeah, yo

Young Mess struck the Mac and his lights went out

Then I knocked all the ice out his mouth

Check it out, one to the face, two to the neck

Hit the liquor sto', then went back to the 'jects

The fiends get credit, them hoes post up

The police patrol, feds take close ups

The block stay hot, it's work outside

Don't ride through stuntin, cause you niggaz might die

When the sun go down, them wolves come out

Say the wrong shit I put the heater in yo' mouth

Them boys sit on Tuesday, the money come fast

I'm on the block with like, 50-11 rocks in my ass, be cool

[Hook:]

When the sun goes down, the wolves come out

The guns been outside, and we don't have droughts

The fiends get credit, them hoes post up

The police patrol, feds take close ups

When the sun goes down, the wolves come out

The guns been outside, and we don't have droughts

The fiends get credit, the hoes post up

The police patrol, feds take close ups

[San Quinn:]

Night time is the right time to use that K

Two-two-threes ain't cool they abuse yo' face

I'm a stand up guy, I don't sit down

Killers don't talk, they break up crowds

Eleven to six, have yo' pumpkin covered

Your family won't love it when you turn up smothered

I give day away, on lay away

My shit so pure they can't stay away

Plates with the groove it be tearin your nose up

Blades so sharp they be tearin they toes up

Put ten on yo' helmet, Niner or Raider

Bronco or Charger, we will deflate ya

[Hook]

[Messy Marv:]

Yeah, man fuck that Remi, bitch I'm on Gin

The O.G.'s say I'm on my way to the pen'

I don't give a fuck, its rocks in my low

The stones in my mouth keep my Metro froze

Fillmoe nigga, the belly of the beast

They love me out in Oakland from the Bottoms to the East

[San Quinn:]

Some claim they thuggin, but they stay out clubbin

We outside waitin, got security duckin

Bullets fly past ya, hittin bystanders

Bout that gossip, you can die over slander

Jumpin out the Phantom, doors suicide

Gangsta's inside, and we don't coincide

[Hook]