(feat. Young Buck, Chamillionaire)


[2Pac:] 

Quit starin' at me like a infa red nigga 

Don't fall to sleep 

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep 

Other niggaz close they eyes 

Seein' dreams in they sleep 

But don't fall asleep 

Don't fall to sleep 

You can get ya cash on 



Pictures of penny 

Sippin' my glass full of henny 

Hands on my semi- 

Automatic kill for pennies 

Approach for contact 

Cause I'm live I multiply 

Soon as I open fire 

Niggaz die wit' open eyes 

Scare to take a nap 

It's a trap a long maze 

Dreamin' of gettin' stacks 

Makin' scratch the wrong way 

What the song say 

We murder motherfuckers daily 

Black out blow the crack out 

My lyrics neva fail me 

I inhale strong weed then release the stress 

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west 

Like yay-yo 

Niggaz pull out when I say so 

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatal 

'fficiently I delete then flee 

The art of war 

Livin' sucka free 

Get wit' me 

Motherfucker don't sleep 



[Chorus x2: 2Pac] 

Don't go to sleep 

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep 

Other niggaz close they eyes 

Seein' dreams in they sleep 

But don't fall asleep 



[Young Buck:] 

I'm starin' thru my rear view 

Doin' 'bout 90 

The petal to the metal 

So I can see what's behind me 

Buckle up your seat belt eyes on the road 

They know we ridin' dirty gotta play it how it go 

They close down the projects the clubs been closed 

And then they wonder why niggaz breakin down o's 

I'm a run away slave 

Ya get it nigga off the chain 

I got that thug life shit runnin' thru my viens 

And now they scare 

They know that I been heaven sent 

And yeah we know the dope comin' from the president 

But look at us 

We ain't got shit to lose 

Feel like we ballin' if we got a new pair of tennis shoes 

In the ghetto or better yet home sweet home 

This is the land of the free 

But to me that's wrong 

I'm on my way to the white house strapped wit' my heat 

So don't fall asleep 



Come on niggaz 



[Chorus x2] 



[Chamillionaire:] 

They say that the moe they hate ya the moe that it motivate ya 

My mind set on grind my mental set on the paper 

62 hours and countin' and I'm still awake 

And they slippin' me sleepin' pills wit' the will I break 

Broke nigga always tellin' ya how to make ya cash adjust 

So I just stop listenin' and now my cash is up 

Red dotted the media cause they always mad at us 

I don't see 'em tryin' to mediate when we get gats and bust 

They just instigate and as soon as the get the tape 

It's dropped from my nigga life just as soon as they get the case 

Personally I ain't trippin' on all this rappin' stuff 

I'm takin' back my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep 

I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money 

Just those that love me to pretend to love me and say they buddies 

Sometimes I want to maneuver with the ruger 

To live like Freddie Krueger these nightmares just ain't as buddy 

In meetings they always askin' what my passion is 

(And the) money talks so I always have words to answer this (yep) 

I can't relax cause its like I'm a fetti activist 

Might see me on tv never a mat-tress 



[Chorus] 



Don't go to sleep 



[Chorus] 



Sleep banger 



[Chorus x2]