Songtext Go 2 sleep Ludacris

Go 2 sleep

(feat. infamous 2-0, lil fate, three-6 mafia)

[hook 3x]
Go to sleep, hoe to sleep, go to sleep, hoe to sleep
If youre 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-sense
Read inbetween that fine print, think about lyrical con-tent
Then about where your time spent
Mess 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 lose
Butchu you wont wrap up ya bandages, or hell you would

[infamous 2-0]
Nigga I got shottys and semis - I love dro and henne ?
All brown and skinny, but Ive fucked up so many
I got qps and halves - if we beefin I blast
You sleepin I laugh, ask cris, Im off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much; I had to off the bitch
2-0, mr. crayola; niggas know what I mean
cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green
And all you faggot-muthafuckas gotta know the routine

[hook 4x]

[crunchy black]
Bitch its me again, kickin in your fuckin doors
I look for div-idends - I aint lookin for you hoes
You bitch cant com-prehend; let me put one in your boot
Let me put one in your boat, so you ? can go to sleep
So, lay down bitch; gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme bling-bling-bling, boi
It dont mean a thing, boi, for me that aint gon swing, boi
Them God damn toys; do you know what I mean, boi?

[dj paul]
Now if you warrin and runnin from them three-six niggas
This forty-five gon give a reason to sleep, nigga
Or bustin massive round some s.k.
My last trip to a-t-l I fucked yo cascade
Im strippin bitches and ima ball fucker with a limp
They call me infer-stripper, sexy, red hoes pimp
And quick to sink her on the nigga cause this what its bout
We rob that trick and stick his dick off in his fuckin mouth
We memphis niggas

[hook 4x]

[juicy j]
North, north, south, south, westwood, orange mouth
Nigga we be smokin life; never shut ya charlie brown
Memphis niggas in this bitch; pockets full, ya know we bail
Hooked up with my nigga cris, then we head to a-t-l
Playas wild, throwin bows, tellin chickens, fuck you hoe!
Nigga rollin up the moe, as long that white shit up they nose
Mayn this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung around
Juicy 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 for
And up, get yaself in this clique
Without my tongue licks, behind me gettin handcuffed by a slut
Look, Im from gittero what?
Southside niggas throw it up when its time to get buck
Niggas in the back of the club postin up
Waitin for a nigga thats new to make it up
Ass in, aint no askin; its no tolerance as long bitch check in
She wit me, comments will only getchu basically eternally resting
So abide by the call of the streets
If ya got a bitch better keep her on a leash
? gonna creep in ya home while you gone
Have you comin back findin nutt on yo sheets

[hook 4x]