Penyanyi : a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z #

lirik lagu don’t sleep – 2pac

ahhh sh*t hahaha

when i enter the first zone
worst known mic holder
my hummer roll up
evacuating strapped soldiers
inside strategy
manifestin’ military styles
casually try da g
when n*gg*s battle me
my prophesied prediction
switch and move positions
separated from his gun and b*tch
and watch ’em start snitchin’
i keep spittin’ still stupid n*gg*s fail to listen
i personify this thug livin’
h*ll or prison
my ammunition varies
my voice carries
watch me invite the whole world
me and the mob gettin’ married
it seems all the fine screams pierce the dark
this is expected
a trick b*tch where is your heart
you mark
watch n*gg*s fall when i call they name
we outlaws hold your head n*gg*s all the same
except some who want more out of life than stress
we still thuggin’ ’til its none left
don’t sleep

[chorus (2x)]
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

dumpin’ on motherf*ckers at random
wit’ accuracy
they shouldn’t talk bad to me
it had to be
a motherf*ckin’ murder
i’m glad to be
a n*gg* that did the murder
so sad to see
another motherf*cker floatin’
in plastic reef
sleep wit’ his head wide open (head smokin’)
rapid release
keep the police coastin’
warrant in deep east oakland (doors wide open)
yolk the n*gg* 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
n*gg*s cry when the bullets fly
kill and execute ’em

[yaki kadafi]
i blast first ’til they body me
like my guns in variety
runnin’ wit’ the real big w*ll**s you silly punks try to be
but front
doin’ my walk by’s rollin’ a blunt
hand on my nuts in a getaway car full of stunts
addicted to my nine
movin’ like crime through time
poppin’ n*gg*s like pimples
n*gg* nothin’ simple ’bout mine
dumpin’ on all you punks at intersections
day in and day out
ain’t no easy way outs or easy exits
don’t sleep

[chorus (2x)]

[lil’ scr*ppy]
g’s up

when i hit the street
all i can see is the grind
blood sweat and tears 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 d*mn ’bout lame n*gg* actin’ schiesty
same one knew i was in jail and didn’t write me
wanna fight me then come find me
what eva you do shawty you betta 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 n*gg* i’ll neva be
yeah i’ma keep it g
i’m from the three and scr*p will neva sleep

[chorus (2x)]

don’t sleep

don’t sleep

| kumpulan lirik lagu 2pac

Disclaimer: lirik lagu don't sleep - 2pac adalah properti dan hak cipta oleh pemilik / pencipta, dan disajikan untuk tujuan edukasi, promosi dan untuk penggunaan pribadi.

lirik lagu lainnya: