Luyện nghe bài hát Hope You Niggas Sleep

Check the pain I like a convict, the Fulton digger
Jump in the Vigor, after I stick ya
Rip ya a razor, straight up Henny with no chaser
me erase ya, misplace ya

Put you in the with the derelicts
Yeah, I pop shit
Chump, I'm hits
No time for the crack rock and

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

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

Words as potent as the blunt smokin' bandit
And niggas just understand it
I bust a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap, and Clinton
You know my is hitting

Yeah, a fly nigga, Biggie Smalls
Kickin' flavor, a nigga wanna dig up in they drawers
For the burner, a body
I got styles like

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

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

I throw a through you window
you up and your hoe
I catch your mama going to
And cut her

You lil' sister walking home school
I her, then I fuck her
I hit ya park up with the Louisville Slugger

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everythin' is my own shit, 'cause I don't fuck with
I don't need you 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 that's what I

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

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

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

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

Un huh, B.I.G. with the Money Millionaires, forever
Juvenile, Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh
Slim, CEO and me P. Diddy, B.I.G, Born
And we won't stop, get money