Luyện nghe bài hát Hope You Niggas Sleep

Check the pain I inflict like a convict, the Fulton
Jump in the Aura Vigor, after I ya
Rip ya like a razor, straight up Henny no chaser
Watch me erase ya, ya

Put you in the back the derelicts
Yeah, I pop shit
Chump, I'm making
No time for the crack and shit

Took it to another
Now I'm gettin' crazy papes, gettin' from the devils
amateur trying to damage the pedigree
Of the B I G G I E, you know me

Hoes I thought you know I'm as a babies ass
Smooth as Pendegrass, smoke the grass, get in your ass
The Brooklyn born Teflon don, wreckin'
Gettin' props, provin' drops

Words as potent as the smokin' Bed-Stuy bandit
And niggas can't understand it
I a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap, Comstock and Clinton
You my shit is hitting

Yeah, ya'll a fly nigga, Smalls
Kickin' flavor, make a nigga wanna dig up in they
For the burner, a body
I got like karate

Jujitsu, I hit you then I split you
Like a
Hope you got a rope to hang
I rob for self, from Brooklyn, where

Fat like a Lexus coupe, rip your troop
Not even Lois Lane could get the
What you think I'm
My crew is mad deep, I you niggas sleep

I a bomb through you window
Burn you up and hoe
I catch your going to therapy
And cut her

You sister walking home from school
I abduct her, I fuck her
I hit ya park close up with the Slugger

B Geezy is the hustla, motherfucker
I was taught how to heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I two for one my nigga
I'm on V.L. if you me, get some my nigga, come on

Thuggin' is my thing, if I'm I'm bangin'
Slangin', it's in my nature, be about my paper
Haters, I don't like 'em, bitches, I trust 'em
Niggas, I can't stand 'em, I creep down and 'em

Strap stay in my hand, I gotta mine
Niggas tryin' to it off, pop goes the nine
how it gotta be in these uptown streets
And a nigga me, I play the game for keeps

I remember when niggaz slang up in balloons
I paid attention to everythin', from killings to
Got a of Malcolm X on the wall in my room
Bitch want some nigga, fuck with me I'ma doom shit

Nigga give me dope, I accept it but don't him
Put my foot in they rectum after I dome check 'em
I be poppin' D, smokin' weed and full of Hennessey
Fresh off the on my way to the penitentiary

Everybody whisper in ears when they mention me
I been out doin' it for years, elementary
Real good relationship with guns and
Because my whole neighborhood consist of crooks and

Everythin' is my own shit, 'cause I don't fuck scrubs
I need you harassin' me when I'm up in the club
to hustle a nigga, askin' me for a dub
Quarter, ki's, and halfs is what I sling, 'cause what I love

I you bitches know that I ain't to be played with
Don't have no picks and chooses who get they split
They die quick, fuckin' Turk, wodie get whacked
Spend a bin with Kevin and Randy get flat on you

And trust that, ain't bout to let no steal me
Fuck that, I bust with 223
Big and full of raw with no cut and be ready to creep
Innocent people move, somebody fix'n to get split

Na, Na, iceberg shorty, Lordy have mercy
Come from my shirts and flip 'em and reverse 'em
I'm coming so alert
'Fore I hurt them, desert burstin'
You haven't seen the and

I'm right near you and my gun quick
Dog kill you so run, dash, get gone
Wodies movin' slow around this time they got dog
I ain't got bricks dog, nigga break it off,

Un huh, B.I.G. with the Money Millionaires, forever
Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny
Slim, CEO and me P. Diddy, B.I.G, Again
And we stop, get money niggas