Stunna 4 Vegas - Rock em 2 sleep lyrics

[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas & Ratchet Man] (Keyway, you a genius) Purp', on purp' I see red though I bleed red Brrat, brrat 4, 4X (Kobi fire like he bang) What? Rock 'em to sleep What? On purp' Get down (Uh), get 'em outta here On purp' Rock 'em to sleep On purp', on purp' (Uh-huh) On purp' (Yeah) Stand on top or get down Okay, on purp', on purp' Yeah, yeah Make it fire [Verse 1: Ratchet Man & Stunna 4 Vegas] Said, "Rock 'em to sleep" (Rock 'em to sleep) fu*k is you talkin' 'bout? Switches and b*tches on me when I sleep (Cheese) She won't do it for you, but she do it for me (Thot) Tell the truth how it is, I influence the streets I'm on Qs and my Ps (Uh-huh) I tuck these VVs, then go hop out the V (Come on) Know uppin', squeezin', get put on a tee (Boom, boom, boom) Touch his top, now it latch when we rock him to sleep (Boom, boom) Uh-huh, talk, "Put him to bed" (Put him to rest) We left him on the scene and fled (Gone) I'm sippin' purple purp', ni**a playin' with me fu*k around and get hit with a yeah (ni**a get hit with a yeah) fu*k around and get hit with a shh (Uh-huh) I get caught with this ho and go fed (What else?) Get caught with that switch and it's over (Uh) I told ma I'm a thug 'til I'm dead (Thug 'til I'm gone) Uh-huh, I told ma I'm a thug 'til I'm gone Every day I hear, "Cheese" on the phone (I hear, "Cheese" on the phone) Smug the s*ut, tell her, "Leave me alone" (Zip) ni**a get out his top and we bustin' his dome ni**a get out his top and get left in here (ni**a get left in here) It's 4X, that ni**a got fire in everywhere (Boom) That ni**a's diamonds blurred, get him outta here (Get him outta here) That ni**a pussy and I see the pray in here Come in your city with Stunna 4, we fu*kin' a hundred hoes Ayy, turn that b*tch up if they let us Boy, you cannot put a switch on Berettas (Uh-uh) Do a drill on a ni**a's ass in a Dior sweater Purp' boost the rate that's in capital letters Exotic Religions just to hide my metal G-Star jeans to hide the treasure We don't need no drop, we gon' ride and catch it Save purp' to the feds, let 'em ride the stretcher Rappers come on Selinsky and hide they necklace (b*tch) This four hundred a zip, I can't hide the smell I feel like we did her way, I threw out the scale [Verse 2: Poohzuda & Stunna 4 Vegas] Uh, hold on (Hold on) They know we the heart of the streets (Uh-huh) Put disrespect and you heart stop beatin' completely (What else?) ni**as get sprayed like graffiti I had popped me a Perc' 'fore I jumped in that pussy, put her straight to sleep like a lullaby Play with me and I promise you gonna die I'ma let bullets fly, I'm not that other guy I don't leave out the house without the blicky Give a fu*k 'bout a felony, I'm takin' that risk (Come on) Put my trust in my purp' 'cause I know it gon' bliss Gotta know what you doin' when you aim it and switch Try to run from this b*tch and you still get hit Can't run from a fully (Can't run when I aim) Uh, pin on the K, hold two hands when I shoot (Boom, boom, booom) Chase the Perc' with the drank, goddamn, I booted (fu*k goin'?) Thot b*tch eat dick while jam my music (Thot, thot) b*tch ni**a get slammed when we ran into him (Pussy) Hop out the car, everybody get vfft (Ayy, hop out the car, everybody get down) Everybody get vfft Hop out the car, everybody get boom-boom-boom (fu*k, I hit a lick) Everybody get down 'Fore my round, I'll let off a round (Tah, tah) fu*k ni**a playin', we knockin' him down Tappin' him out, he will never be found (Tappin' him out) X him off the list, sh*t get caught outta bonds (X) I can't trust 'bout a b*tch, we be boppin' 'em out (Bop) He get shot in his sh*t just for talkin' too much I give a fu*k what he tallkin' about (What he keep talkin' about?) [Verse 3: Ratchet Man & Stunna 4 Vegas] Half a lil' man, that's the way who's found ni**a reach for a chain, I might spray at the crowd (Might spray at the crowd) Go back to the sweezy, shoot dice in the lounge Touch a b*tch 'til the sweep, we be smuttin' her out (We be smuttin' her out) I'm a king, she a queen, I'ma give her a crown She just addicted to checks, but can't catch in the mall She be eatin' the sack, then we kickin' her out She can't answer the phone, she got dick in her mouth (Wow) I bust it twice and it's back to the trap ni**a trip in this b*tch, I might leave with a hat Up the stick on the bed, he get back (Get back) [Verse 4: Poohzuda, Stunna 4 Vegas & Ratchet Man] On the ground with the stick, but I bet he be lackin' I fu*ked her one tiime, she got 4X tatted Her brother a hot, plus I heard that be ratted Bro Key' my brother the plug, come get you a pack 'Zuda rap, but low-key, I heard that he be whackin' sh*t ni**a, stop all that cap 'fore this sh*t be a casket in Trenches be like thot ho the way we keep taggin' in (Taggin' in) Shots out too loud, b*tch, that's why we wrappin' it My purple chargin' for sh*t, been in handlin' Real life sh*t, ni**a prolly can't handle this These 7.62s, they really do damages I might pop me a blue, then turn to a animal But I still got red all in my bandana [Outro: Stunna 4 Vegas & Ratchet Man] I got mens, I love my family We really hold purp' 'nem for ransom I might not even fu*k, ho, I got standards After you, I'm tryna fu*k your auntie (Ho) I'm high as a hawk, I ain't from Atlanta I feel like dead inside this Phantom (Ghost) We gon' hop out this foreign with stick and blam 'em Do a drill out this b*tch, it's rainy