Lyrical Breakdown of Hope You Niggas Sleep (feat. Hot Boys & Big Tmer) - 2005 Remaster - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Check the pain I inflict, like a convict the Fulton digger

Jump in the Acura Vigor, after I stick ya

Rip ya like a razor, straight up Henny with no chaser

Watch me erase ya, misplace ya

Put you in the back with the derelicts, yeah, I pop plenty s***

Chump, I'm making hits, no time for the crack rock and s***

Took it to another level

Now I'm getting crazy papes, getting paid from the devils

Another amateur trying to damage the pedigree

Of the B I G G I E, you know it's me

Hoes I thought you know I'm smooth as a babies ass

Smooth as Teddy Pendegrass, smoke the grass, get in your ass

The Brooklyn born Teflon don, wrecking shop

Getting props, proving nobody drops

Words as potent as the blunt smoking Bed-Stuy bandit

And n****s just can't understand it

I bust a cap for the brothers in Nap Nap, Comstock

And Clinton, you know my s*** is hitting

Yeah ya'll a fly n****, Biggie Smalls

Kicking flavor, make a n**** wanna dig up in they drawers

For the burner, catch a body, I got styles like karate

Jujitsu, when I hit you then I split you like a cantaloupe

Hope you got a rope to hang yourself

I rob for self from Brooklyn, where else?

Fat like a Lexus coupe, I'll rip your troop

Not even Lois Lnae could get the scoop

What you think I'm stupid, my crew is mad deep

I hope you n****s sleep

I throw a bomb through you window

Burn you up and your h**

I catch your mama going to therapy

And cut her throat

You lil' sister walking home from school

I abduct her, then I f*** her

I hit ya park close up with the Louisville Slugger

BGeezy is the h*****, ignorant motherf***er

I was taught how to bust heads by the best head busters

Cluckers, you know I got'em 2 for 1 my n****

I'm on V.L. if you want me, get some my n****, come on

Thuggin' is my thing, if I'm beefing I'm bangin'

Slanging, it's in my nature, gotta be about my paper

Haters, I don't like 'em, b****es, I don't trust 'em

N****s, I can't stand 'em, I creep down and pluck 'em

Strap say in my hand, I gotta protect mine

N****s trying to pull it off, pop goes the nine

That's how it gotta be in these uptown streets

And a n**** like me, I play the game for keep

I remember when n****z slang heroin up in balloons

I paid attention to everything, from killings to cartoons

Got a picture of Malcolm X on the wall in my room B****

On some ol' n**** f*** wit me I'ma do 'em s***

N**** give me dope, I accept it but don't respect him

Put my foot in they rectum right after I dome check 'em

I be popping D, smoking weed, and full of that Hennessey

Fresh off the streets on my way to the penitentiary

Everybody whisper in ears when they gone mention me

I been out doing it for years, since elementary

Real good relationship with guns and drugs

Because my whole neighborhood consist of crook and thugs

Everything is my own s*** cause I don't f*** with scrubs

I don't need you harassing me when I'm up in the club

Trying to hustle a n****, asking me for a dub

Quarter, ki's, and halfs is what I sling â€~cause that's what I love

I know you b****es know that I ain't to be played with

Dont have no picks and chooses who get they head split

They die quick, f***in' with Turk, wodie get whacked

Spend a bin with Kevin and Randy leave ya flat on you back

And trust that, ain't 'bout to let no n**** steal me

F*** that, I bust back with 223

Big and full of that raw with no cut and be ready to creep

Innocent people move 'cause somebody fix'n to get split

Na, na, it's iceberg shorty, Lordy have mercy

Come from under my shirts and flip 'em and reverse 'em

I'm coming so alert them â€~fore I hurt them, Desert Eagle bursting

You haven't seen the worst

And I'm right near you and my gun blast quick, dog

Could kill you so run, dash, get gone

Wodies movin slow around this time they got bricks dog

I ain't got bricks dog, n**** break it off, what

Un huh, B.I.G. with the Cash Money Millionaires, forever

Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, Baby, Turk, B.G., Manny Fresh

Slim, CEO, and me P. Diddy, B.I.G, Born Again

And we won't stop, get money n****s