Notorious B. I. G. - Hope You Niggas Sleep Lyrics
Check the pain I inflict, like a convict, the fulton digger
Jump in the acura vigor, after I stick ya
Rip ya like a razor, straight up henny with no chaser
Watch me erase ya, misplace ya
Put you in the back with the derelicts
Yeah, I pop plenty shit
Chump, Iím making hits
No time for the crack rock and shit
Took it to another level
Now Iím getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devils
Another amateur trying to damage the pedigree
Of the b-i-g-g-i-e, you know itís me
Hoes I thought you know Iím smooth as a babies ass
Smooth as teeddy pendegrass, smoke the grass, get in your ass
The brooklyn born teflon don, wrecking shop
Getting props, proving nobody drops
Words as potent as the blunt smoking bed-stuy bandit
And niggas just canít understand it
I bust a cap for the brothers in nap nap, comstock, and clinton
You know my shit is hitting
Yeah yíall a fly nigga, biggie smalls
Kicking flavor, make a nigga wanna dig up in they drawers
For the burner, catch a body
I got styles like karate
Jujitsu, when I hit you then I split you
Like a cantaloupe
Hope you got a rope to hang yourself
I rob for self, from brooklyn, where else
Fat like a lexus coupe, Iíll rip your troop
Not even lois lnae could get the scoop
What you think Iím stupid
My crew is mad deep
I hope you niggas sleep
I throw a bomb through you window
Burn you up and your hoe
I catch your mama going to therapy
And cut her throat
You lilí sister walking home from school
I abduct her, then I f**k her
I hit ya park close up with the louisville slugger
Bgeezy is the hustla, ignorant motherf**ker
I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters
Cluckers, you know I gotíem 2 for 1 my nigga
Iím on v.l. if you want me, get some my nigga, come on
[big tymer]
Thuggin is my thing, if Iím beefing Iím banginhg
Slanging, itís in my nature, gotta be about my paper
Haters, I donít likeíem, bitches, I donít trustíem
Niggas, I canít standíem, I creep down and pluckíem
Strap say in my hand, I gotta protect mine
Niggas trying to pull it off, pop goes the nine
Thatís how it gotta be in these uptown streets
And a nigga like me, I play the game for keep
I remember when niggaz slang heroin up in balloons
I paid attention to everything , from killings to cartoons
Got a picture of malcolm x on the wall in my room bitch
Want some more nigga, f**k with me iíma doom shit
Nigga give me dope, I accept it, but donít respect him
Put my foot in they rectum right after I dome check íem
I be popping d, smoking weed, and full of that hennesey
Fresh off the streets on my way to the penitentiary
Everybody whisper in ears when they gone mention me
I been out doing it for years, since elementary
Real good relationship with guns and drugs
Because my whole neighborhood consist of crook and thugs
Everything is my own shit cause I donít f**k with scrubs
I donít need you harassing me when Iím up in the club
Trying to hustle a nigga, asking me for a dub
Quarter, kiís, and halfs is what I sling, cause thatís what I
I know you bitches know that I ainít to be played with
Dont have no picks and chooses who get they head split
They die quick, f**kiní with turk, wodie get whacked
Spend a bin with kevin and randy leave ya flat on you back
And trust that, ainít bout to let no nigga steal me
F**k that, I bust back with 223
Big and full of that raw with no cut and be ready to creep
Innocent people move ícause somebody fixín to get split
[lilí wayne]
Na, na, itís iceberg shorty, lordy have mercy
Come from under my shirts and flipíem and reverseíem
Iím coming so alert them
(ur, ur) fore I hurt them, desert eagle bursting
You havenít seen the worst and
Iím right near you and my gun blast quick, dog
Could kill you so run, dash, get gone
Wodies movin slow around this time they got bricks dog
I ainít got bricks dog, nigga break it off, what
[puff daddy]
Un huh, b.i.g. with the cash money millionaires, forever
Juvenile, lilí wayne, baby, turk, b.g., manny fresh
Slim, ceo, and me p. diddy, b.i.g, born again
And we wonít stop, get money niggas