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Hope You Niggas Sleep

The Notorious BIG2006年2月2日

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Hope You Niggas Sleep (Featuring Hot Boys & Big Tmer)(Album Version) - TheNotoriousBIG

 

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 sh*t

Chump, I'm making hits

No time for the crack rock and sh*t

Took it to another level

Now I'm 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 it's me

Hoes, I thought you know I'm smooth as a baby's a**

Smooth as Teeddy Pendegrass, smoke the grass,

Get in your a**

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 can't understand it

I bust a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap,

Comstock, and Clinton

You know my sh*t is hitting

Yeah, ya'll, a fly ni**a, Biggie Smalls

Kicking flavor, make a ni**a wanna dig up in their 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, I ripped your troop

Not even Lois Lane could get the scoop

What you think, I'm stupid?

 

My crew is mad deep

I hope you niggas sleep

 

I throw a bomb through your window

Burn you up and your ho

I catch your mama going to therapy and cut her throat

Your little sister walking home from school

I abduct her, then I f**k her

I hit your park close up with the Louisville Slugger

B.G.-zy is the hustler, ignorant motherf**ker

I was taught how to bust heads by the best head-busters

Cluckers, you know I got 'em, two for one, my ni**a

I'm on V.L. if you want me, get some my ni**a, come on

Thugging is my thing; if I'm beefing, I'm banginhg

Slanging, it's in my nature, gotta be about my paper

Haters, I don't like 'em; b**ches, I don't trust 'em

Niggas, I can't stand 'em, I creep down and pluck 'em

Strap stay in my hand, I gotta protect mine

Niggas trying to pull it off, "pop," goes the nine

That's how it got to be in these uptown streets

And a ni**a like me, I play the game for keeps

I remember when niggas 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, b**ch

Want some old ni**a? F**k with me, I'mma do em, sh*t

Ni**a give me d**e, I accept it, but don't respect him

Put my foot in their rectum right after I dome checked 'em

I be popping D, smoking w**d, and full of that Hennesey

Fresh off the streets on my way to the penitentiary

Everybody whisper in ears when they gonna mention me

I been out doing it for years-since elementary

Real good relationship with guns and drugs

Because my whole neighborhood consists of crook and thugs

Everything is my own sh*t cause I don't f**k with scrubs

I don't need you harassing me when I'm up in the club

Trying to hustle a ni**a, asking me for a dub

Quarter, ki's, and halfs is what I sling, cause that's what I love

I know you b**ches know that I ain't to be played with

Dont have no picks and chooses who get they head split

They die quick, f**king with Turk, wodie get whacked

Spend a bin with Kevin and Randy leave ya flat on you back

And trust that, ain't bout to let no ni**a steal me

 

F**k that, I bust back with a .223

Big and full of that raw with no cut and be ready to creep

Innocent people move cause somebody fixing to get split

Na, Na, it's iceberg shorty, Lordy have mercy

Come from under my shirts and flip'em and reverse em

I'm coming so alert them

(Ur, Ur) fore I hurt them, desert eagle bursting

You haven't seen the worst and

I'm 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 ain't got bricks dog, ni**a break it off, what

 

Un huh, B.I.G. with the Cash Money Millionaires, forever

 

Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh

Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy, B.I.G, Born Again

 

And we won't stop, get money niggas

 

 

***歌詞來自第三方***