2Pac, Nutt-So, Yaki Kadafi, Lil Scrappy - Don't Sleep lyrics

Ahhh shit hahaha
When I enter the first zone
Worst known mic holder my Hummer roll up
Evacuating strapped soldiers
Inside strategy, manifestin' military styles
Casual tragedy when niggas battle me
My prophecized prediction
Switch and move positions
Separated from his gun and bitch
And watch 'em start snitchin'
I keep spittin'
Still stupid niggas fail to listen
I personify this thug livin' Hell or prison
My ammunition varies, my voice carries
Watch me invite the whole world me
And the mob gettin' married
It seems horrifying screams pierce the dark
Just as suspected
A trick bitch where is your heart you mark
Watch niggas fall when I call they name
We outlaws hold your head niggas all the same


Except some who want more out
Of life than stress
We still thuggin' 'til it's no one left
Don't sleep

We gon' ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
(when I ride) don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
(all the time) don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
(when I ride) don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
(all the time)

Dumpin' on motherfuckers at random, rapidly
Wit' accuracy, they shouldn't talk, bad to me
It had to be a motherfuckin' murder
I'm glad to be
A nigga that did the murder, so sad to see
Another motherfucker floatin' In plastic reef
Sleep wit' his head wide open (head smokin')
Rapid release, keep the police coastin'
Casualties warrant in deep east Oakland
(doors wide open)
Yolk the nigga off the asphalt
Drove off to the hills
Positioned him on his knees and
Blew the back off
Death with the Lex Ruger, death to ya
Niggas cry when the bullets fly
Kill and execute 'em

I blast first 'til they body me
Like my guns in variety
Runnin' wit' the real big willies you
Silly punks try to be but front
Doin' my walk by's rollin' a blunt
Hands on my nuts in a
Getaway car full of stunts
Addicted to my nine
Movin' like crime through time
Poppin' niggas like pimples nigga
Nothin' simple 'bout mine etch-a-sketchin'
Dumpin' on all you punks at intersections
Day in and day out
Ain't no easy way outs for easy exit's
Don't sleep

We gon' ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
(when I ride) don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
(all the time) don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
(when I ride) don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
(all the time)

G's up a Town
When I hit the street
All I can see is the grind
Blood sweat and tear, when I bust my rhyme
Yeah I un- for my folk like I load my nine
And when I let loose
Then no crew standin' but mine
I gives a damn 'bout
Lame nigga actin' schiesty
Same one knew I was in
Jail and didn't write me
Wanna fight me then come find me
What ever you do shawty
You better think wisely
You might see me wit' a stack in the trap
(Aye) i use my thoughts and pen
Similar to a saran wrap
A lil' lame nigga I'll never be
Yeah I'ma keep it g I'm from the
Three and Scrap will never sleep aye

We gon' ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
(when I ride) don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
(all the time) don't sleep
We gon' ride, keep my pistol on my side
Always creep wit' the nine when I ride
(when I ride) don't sleep
Blowin' pine, always hustlin' on the grind
'Cause I gotta get mine all the time
(all the time) don't sleep
Don't sleep don't sleep