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Текст песни Ludacris f Infamous 2-0, Lil` Fate, Thre - Go 2 Sleep

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[Hook 3x]GO TO SLEEP, hoe to sleep, GO TO SLEEP, hoe to sleepIF YOU`RE TIRED BE QUIET AND GO TO SLEEP, hoe to sleep[Ludacris]Maaan, I tell a hoe to go to sleep (go to sleep)They turn around and frown, gotta make `em six feet deep`Cause we knock `em unconscious with that non-senseRead inbetween that fine print, think about lyrical con-tentThen about where your time spentMess around get your guys hit; a ten HUUUT!I send Three-Six ol` sheeyit, nigga WHAAAT?If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya loseBut`chu you won`t wrap up ya bandages, or hell you would[Infamous 2-0]Nigga I got shotty`s and semi`s - I love `dro and HennyAll brown and skinny, but I`ve fucked up so manyI got QP`s and halves - if we beefin` I blastYou sleepin` I laugh, ask `Cris, I`m off the ripI had this hoe who talked too much; I had to off the bitch2-0, Mr. Crayola; niggas know what I mean`Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and greenAnd all you faggot-muthafuckas gotta know the routine[Hook 4x][Crunchy Black]Bitch it`s me again, kickin` in your fuckin` doorsI look for div-idends - I ain`t lookin` for you hoesYou bitch can`t com-prehend; let me put one in you broLet me put one in you bro, so you niggas can go to sleepSo, lay down bitch; gimme all that you dreamed forGimme fancy cars, gimme bling-bling-bling, boiIt don`t mean a thing, boi, for me that ain`t gon` swing, boiThem god damn toys; do you know what I mean, boi?[DJ Paul]Now if you warrin` and runnin` from them Three-Six niggasThis forty-five gon` give a reason to sleep, niggaOr bustin` massive `round some S.K.My last trip to A-T-L I fucked yo` cascadeI`m strippin` bitches and I`ma ball fucker with a limpThey call me infer-stripper, sexy, red hoe`s pimpAnd quick to sink her on the nigga `cause this what it`s `boutWe rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin` mouthWe Memphis niggas[Hook 4x][Juicy J]North, north, south, south, Westwood, Orange MouthNigga we be smokin` life; never shut ya Charlie BrownMemphis niggas in this bitch; pockets full, ya know we bailHooked up with my nigga `Cris, then we head to A-T-LPlayas wild, throwin` bows, tellin` chickens, "Fuck you hoe!"Nigga rollin` optimo, as long that white shit up they noseMayn this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung aroundJuicy J be high as fuck; catch me in the lost and found[Lil` Fate]Better use common sense checkin` me out for bitch I can stand forAnd up, get yaself in this cliqueWithout my tongue licks, behind me gettin` handcuffed by a slutLook, I`m from Gittero what?Southside niggas throw it up when it`s time to get buckNiggas in the back of the club postin` upWaitin` for a nigga that`s new to make it upAss in, ain`t no askin`; it`s no tolerance as long bitch check inShe wit` me, comments will only get`chu basically eternally restingSo abide by the call of the streetsIf ya got a bitch better keep her on a leash? gonna creep in ya home while you goneHave you comin` back findin` nutt on yo` sheets[Hook 4x]

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