Sleep Songtext

von Webbie

Niggas den lost focus calling all the excitement
Believing all these character imitate my life and shit
Sleeping like a baby quite like I be liking it smoking
On that fire chillin ready to strike again chrome on the
Tire you damn right it is boom right by it leave a nigga
With night mares the barrel spit fire knock you out yo
Nike air send you to thugs mansion see you when I get
In there make yo boy chill be happy to send your friend
There I can call the shots I'm telling ya'll niggas out of
Here creep will make your bedrock pop in yo dreadlocks
It's gone take a lot of creatures to stop a headshot
You look back niggas in all black you scared now
Put you on tv channel 9 the head line put me on cd clowning
That's what it is fuck it rob you out yo cheese drown you
Take your kids from you wild lil motherfucker 5 to a motherfucker
Ion know bout you but I know I'll make motherfucker sleep
Sleep go to sleep
Now look at this everybody talking goom talk
Like they ain't never seen somebody knock the broom off
Run up in a motherfucking house and get ruthless ain't no waking
Up a alarm clock be useless round hea toting guns like you really
Gone use em' man you got that shit just to booth with if you can't
Survive were I mob then you through with really I'm suprised that those
Niggas ain't killed you yet you know how I get down straighten up my
Eyes before I sit down stacks up ready to lay the hit down man if you
Love her better tell her ass to sit down we feel like she a threat
Then we gone have to lay the bitch down can't no any nigga get down
I had to learn that early these niggas won't be dirty and I
Just want see 30 I know they wanna serve me ian worried I
Just smile at these motherfuckers cop my feet up and let
My money piled on these motherfuckers
Big blunts big shield big hoes shit yeah got
Everybody wondering how we finna play this year ian
Tripping on these bill big shit I'm det for real
Definitly totin something that will make a
Nigga disappear come here with all that
Hating I'm gone burn ya guns without no paper
They so hot those bitches burn ya, last nigga came
With all det playing nigga burn him gave his ass his
Issue you just itching for yo turn huh?
Whoa slow yo role
Checkin me by tha hoe mane
You gotta better chance to rob a niggas house on some cocaine
I heard that if you live about it gummy you go down about it
I know that, I'm going out with a big get on my side
Grab as they musta, I like the lot of armour
Creep loaded night time, if they get closer papa
Wild lil motherfucker, 5 to a motherfucker
I don't know bout you but I know I'll make a motherfucker sleep