Chamillionaire - Sleep with 2 Pac and Young Buck lyrics

rate me

Quit staring at me like a infra-red nigga

(Chorus: Tupac)

Don't fall asleep

You can get your cash on nigga if you peep

Other niggas close there eyes seeing dreams in they sleep

But don't fall a sleep

Don't fall asleep

You can get your cash on

(Verse One: Tupac)

Pictures of plenty

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

Niggas die with open eyes

Scared to take a nap

It's a trap

A long maze

Dreamin' of getting stacks

Makin' scratch the wrong way

What song says

We murder motherfuckas daily

Black out

Blow the the track out

My lyrics never fail me

I inhale strong weed

Then release the stress

Deliver the bomb shit from the East to West

Like Yayo

Niggas pull out

When I say so

Commence to poppin'

Motherfuckers copy it's fatal

Efficiently I delete and flee

The art of war living sucka free

Get with me

Mutherfuckers just don't sleep

(Verse Two: Young Buck)

I'm staring through my rear-view doing 'bout 90

The pedal to the metal

So I can't see what's behind me

Buckle up your seat belt

Eyes on the road

They know we riding dirty got playa hiding Gold

They go down to the projects, the clubs been closed

And then they wonder why niggas braking down O's

I'm a runaway slave

You get it nigga, off the chain

I got that Thug Life shit running through my veins

And now they scared

They knowing that I've been heaven sent

And yeah we know the dop coming from the President

But look at us

We ain't got shit to lose

The life 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 with my heat

So don't fall asleep

Come on nigga

(Chorus x2)

(Verse Three: Chamillionare)

They say that the more they hate you

The more that it motivates you

My minds set on crime, my mentals set on the paper

62 hours and counting and I'm still awake

And they slipping me sleeping pill's with the will I break

Broke niggas always telling you how to make your cash and just

So I just stop listening and now my cash is up

Red dotted the media they always mad at us

I don't see them trying to mediate when they get they Gat's and bust

They just instigating as soon as they get the tape, it's dropped

And my niggas locked as soon as they get the case

Personally I ain't tripping on all that rapping stuff

I'm taking back my money counter's wasn't fast enough

Yup

I got a couple problems

And none of them is money

and pretend they love me and say they buddies

Sometimes I want to mauve with the Ruger

Kill ya like Freddie Kruger

These nightmare's just ain't as bloody

The media they always asking me what my passion is (And)

Money talks to I always have voice to answer this

I can't relax cause it's like I'm a fetty activist

See me on T.V never a mattress

(Chorus repeated till end)

Don't go to sleep nigga

Don't close your eyes

Don't go to sleep

Sleep baby