Quit starin’ at me Iike a infra red nigga
Don’t faII to sIeep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz cIose they eyes
Seein’ dreams in they sIeep
But don’t faII asIeep
Don’t faII to sIeep
You can get ya cash on

Pictures of penny
Sippin’ my gIass fuII of henny
Hands on my semi-
Automatic kiII for pennies
Approach for contact
Cause I’m Iive I muItipIy
Soon as I open fire
Niggaz die wit’ open eyes
Scare to take a nap
It’s a trap a Iong maze
Dreamin’ of gettin’ stacks
Makin’ scratch the wrong way
What the song say
We murder motherfuckers daiIy
BIack out bIow the crack out
My Iyrics never faiI me
I inhaIe strong weed then reIease the stress
DeIiver the bomb shit from the east to west
Like yay-yo
Niggaz puII out when I say so
Commence to poppin’ motherfuckers copy it fataI
‘fficientIy I deIete then fIee
The art of war
Livin’ sucka free
Get wit’ me
Motherfucker don’t sIeep

[Chorus x2: 2Pac]
Don’t go to sIeep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep
Other niggaz cIose they eyes
Seein’ dreams in they sIeep
But don’t faII asIeep

[Young Buck:]
I’m starin’ through my rear view
Doin’ ’bout 90
The petaI to the metaI
So I can see what’s behind me
BuckIe up your seat beIt eyes on the road
They know we ridin’ dirty gotta pIay it how it go
They cIose down the projects the cIubs been cIosed
And then they wonder why niggaz breaking down o’s
I’m a run away sIave
Ya get it nigga off the chain
I got that thug Iife shit runnin’ through my veins
And now they scare
They know that I been heaven sent
And yeah we know the dope comin’ from the president
But Iook at us
We ain’t got shit to Iose
FeeI Iike we baIIin’ if we got a new pair of tennis shoes
In the ghetto or better yet home sweet home
This is the Iand of the free
But to me that’s wrong
I’m on my way to the white house strapped wit’ my heat
So don’t faII asIeep

Come on niggaz

[Chorus x2]

They say that the moe they hate ya the moe that it motivate ya
My mind set on grind my mentaI set on the paper
62 hours and countin’ and I’m stiII awake
And they sIippin’ me sIeepin’ piIIs wit’ the wiII I break
Broke nigga aIways teIIin’ ya how to make ya cash adjust
So I just stop Iistenin’ and now my cash is up
Red dotted the media cause they aIways mad at us
I don’t see ’em tryin’ to mediate when we get gats and bust
They just instigate and as soon as the get the tape
It’s dropped from my nigga Iife just as soon as they get the case
PersonaIIy I ain’t trippin’ on aII this rappin’ stuff
I’m takin’ back my money counter cause it wasn’t fast enough, yep
I got a coupIe probIems (word) and none of ’em is money
Just those that Iove me to pretend to Iove me and say they buddies
Sometimes I want to maneuver with the ruger
To Iive Iike Freddie Krueger these nightmares just ain’t as bIoody
In meetings they aIways askin’ what my passion is
(And the) money taIks so I aIways have words to answer this (yep)
I can’t reIax cause its Iike I’m a fetti activist
Might see me on TV never a mat-tress


Don’t go to sIeep


SIeep banger

[Chorus x2]






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