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memphis bleek - who's sleeping lyrics

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[verse 1]
yo, yo, yo, yo, aiyyo who sleeping on bleek
wake his -ss up
i’m a show em all the money
and the -ss i p-ss up
how i’m n-y deep
who snitched to nyp (new york police)
you b-tches been dropping d’s (dimes)
since 86 striped lees
dial 9-1 tips
when i spit one clip
supposed to be killing n-gg-z but ain’t really done sh-t
i’m loco
tote the 4-4
smoke l’s with duck doors
drow flow
blow the smoke slow
and holler f-ck hoes
it’s cash and money
nines grab the green weed exactly
one shot lives and daiquiris
my gat be stashed in the dash
mixed herbs and hash
on a cruise for cash
i might bruise some cats
spit 2 at you dudes that act
like you can’t be touched
front and lose your cap
i incinerate guns after bodies i caught son
never on the run stack mail by the tons son

[chorus 2x:]
yo it’s that roc a fella sh-t
hoes clothes to whips
act up and get hit
give a f-ck who you with
we them n-gg-z coming through
locking down your strips
some real n-gg-z that walk around with guns on their hips

[verse 2]
i live my life now like none of y’all f-gots
you keep fronting like that
i’m gone let one of y’all have it
i keep the fours drawn
when i wake up the war’s on
for the bread, b-tter and chips sh-t i go to war for em
tinted my whip now
these cops ride d-ck now
money spend now
i move work through my pen pal
n-gg-z hate bleek cause i live through this sh-t
you n-gg-z keep hating cause i could deal with this sh-t
i’m a street individual
sold it all criminal
weed just a minimum
i’m a m-p emblem
rock syndicate and flips in the block
you call it i lick a shot
i’m street wise
went up on my caps in size
who getting money over here contact these guys
let em know i set up shop to trey eight the block
with 3 n-gg-z 1 gun and a buck 50 to shop

[chorus 2x]



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