Memphis Bleek - Who's Sleeping lyrics

[verse 1] Yo, yo, yo, yo, aiyyo who sleeping on bleek Wake his a** up I'm a show em all the money And the a** I pa** up How I'm N-Y deep Who snitched to NYP (New York Police) You b**hes been dropping D's (dimes) Since 86 striped Lees Dial 9-1 tips When I spit one clip Supposed to be k**ing n***az but ain't really done sh** I'm loco Tote the 4-4 Smoke L's with duck doors Drow flow Blow the smoke slow And holler f** 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** Hoes clothes to whips Act up and get hit Give a f** who you with We them n***az coming through Locking down your strips Some real n***az 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, bu*ter and chips sh** I go to war for em Tinted my whip now These cops ride dick now Money spend now I move work through my pen pal n***az hate bleek cause I live through this sh** You n***az keep hating cause I could deal with this sh** 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***az 1 gun and a buck 50 to shop [Chorus 2x]