Bgokrazzyy & Ados - No Sleep

Gang gang gang
Gang gang gang
Gang gang
Long day sleepin in a the trap i Couldn't get no sleep Brodie Clutching on the pole he wish a opp Would play with me
He was dissing on the gang that's the Reason his man's on a tee
Hang around some real two turnt niggas Ready to put you underneath
No we ain't duckin beef Hop up in The street let's get shit jumping we
Stay shooting threes all my nigga Throwing up them twos you know They fuck with  me
Don't reach for this chain mar behind me Gonna catch that first degree yall niggas be lame and broke As fuck we roll opps up in a leaf
Von, von roll that nigga up
Von make that glizzy bust
Huhh Pour my liquor up
I'm In the streets lookin for love
Don't make the wrong move my Niggas They clutching gonna turn You into dust
Don't speak on the gang we way
Two turnt so we gonna throw it up
Money stuffed up in the safe bitches Wanna come give me face
I'm da voice can't catch No case
Spray up the sense can't leave no Trace i left that bitch I need some Space before we slide mask up yo face
On that corner stretching I can't leave the Block yeah i got my heart but not my soul so I just passed the Rock
Brodie pooring fours I'm just Sipping Cuz I love The wock see a opp nock Off his top we two turnt to fuck wit Y'all
I'm lil Nigga stuck up in the trap so He gone huh Move the pack just like a quarterback And You won't fail i told bro I got your back Just keep yo strap
Seen a opp pulled out the mack and let it clap told my young Nîgga come on ya we Paper chasin if we see a opp just know we gonna Erase him
I won't even cap don't think I could Replace her pockets fat they filled wit All these caucasians
Long day sleepin in a the trap I Couldn't Get no sleep brodie Clutching on the pole he wish a opp Would play with me
He was dissing on the gang that's the Reason his man's on a tee hang around some real two Turnt niggas Ready to put you underneath
No we ain't duckin beef
Hop up in the street let's get Shii jumpin We stay shooting threes
All my nigga throwing up them twos you Know they fuck with me
Don't reach for this chain mar behind me gonna catch that first degree yall niggas be lame and broke as fuck we roll opps up in a leaf

Written by:
Abdoulie Jahateh, Belal Jahateh

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