Listen to Don't Sleep (feat. Lil Scrappy, Nutso, Yaki Kadafi & Stormy) by 2Pac

Don't Sleep (feat. Lil Scrappy, Nutso, Yaki Kadafi & Stormy)

2Pac

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2Pac
2Pac
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
2Pac
2Pac
Composer
Delmar Arnaud
Delmar Arnaud
Composer
Chicago Craig
Chicago Craig
Composer
Malcolm Greenidge
Malcolm Greenidge
Composer
Yafeu Fula
Yafeu Fula
Composer
sean cole
sean cole
Composer
Darryl Richardson
Darryl Richardson
Composer
Mutah Beale
Mutah Beale
Composer

Lyrics

Ah, shit 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 none 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 have talked 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, roll 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 exits 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 (G's up) 'Cause I gotta get mine all the time (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' scheisty Same one knew I was in jail and didn't write me Wanna fight me, then come find me Whatever you do shawty, you better think wisely You might see me wit' a stack in the trap (ay) 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 Ay 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
Writer(s): Chicago Craig, Yafeu A. Fula, Malcolm R. Greenidge, Darryl R. Richardson, Sean Cole, Mutah W. Beale, Delmar Drew Arnaud, Tupac Amaru Shakur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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