[2Pac:] Quit starin´ at me like a infa red nigga Don´t fall to sleep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other niggaz close they eyes Seein´ dreams in they sleep But don´t fall asleep Don´t fall to sleep You can get ya cash on
Pictures of penny Sippin´ my glass full of henny Hands on my semi- Automatic kill for pennies Approach for contact Cause I´m live I multiply Soon as I open fire Niggaz die wit´ open eyes Scare to take a nap It´s a trap a long maze Dreamin´ of gettin´ stacks
Makin´ scratch the wrong way What the song say We murder motherfuckers daily Black out blow the crack out My lyrics neva fail me I inhale strong weed then release the stress Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west Like yay-yo Niggaz pull out when I say so Commence to poppin´ motherfuckers copy it fatal ´fficiently I delete then flee The art of war Livin´ sucka free Get wit´ me Motherfucker don´t sleep
[Chorus x2: 2Pac] Don´t go to sleep
You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep Other niggaz close they eyes Seein´ dreams in they sleep But don´t fall asleep
[Young Buck:] I´m starin´ thru my rear view Doin´ ´bout 90 The petal to the metal So I can see what´s behind me Buckle up your seat belt eyes on the road They know we ridin´ dirty gotta play it how it go They close down the projects the clubs been closed And then they wonder why niggaz breakin down o´s I´m a run away slave Ya get it nigga off the chain
I got that thug life shit runnin´ thru my viens And now they scare They know that I been heaven sent And yeah we know the dope comin´ from the president But look at us We ain´t got shit to lose Feel like we ballin´ if we got a new pair of tennis shoes In the ghetto or better yet home sweet home This is the land 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 fall asleep
Come on niggaz
[Chorus x2]
[Chamillionaire:] They say that the moe they hate ya the moe that it motivate ya My mind set on grind my mental set on the paper 62 hours and countin´ and I´m still awake And they slippin´ me sleepin´ pills wit´ the will I break Broke nigga always tellin´ ya how to make ya cash adjust So I just stop listenin´ and now my cash is up Red dotted the media cause they always 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 life just as soon as they get the case
Personally I ain´t trippin´ on all this rappin´ stuff I´m takin´ back my money counter cause it wasn´t fast enough, yep I got a couple problems (word) and none of ´em is money Just those that love me to pretend to love me and say they buddies Sometimes I want to maneuver with the ruger To live like Freddie Krueger these nightmares just ain´t as buddy In meetings they always askin´ what my passion is (And the) money talks so I always have words to answer this (yep) I can´t relax cause its like I´m a fetti activist Might see me on tv never a mat-tress