Who's Sleeping

[Verse 1: Memphis Bleek] Yo, yo, yo, yo Ayo who sleeping on Bleek? Nigga, wake his ass up! I'ma show 'em all the money and the ass I pass up How I'm N-Y deep, who snitched to NYP You bitches been dropping D's Since '86 striped Lees Dial 9-1 tips when I spit one clip Supposed to be killing niggas but ain't really done shit I'm loco, tote the 4-4, Smoke El Producto Drow flow, blow the smoke slow and holler fuck hoes It's cash and money, nines grab the green weed (exactly!) One shot lives and daiquiris My gat be stashed in the dash, mixed herbs and hash On a cruise for cash I might bruise some cats Spit 2 at you dudes that act Like you can't be touched, front and lose your cap I incinerate guns after bodies I caught, son Never on the run and stack mail by the tons, son! [Chorus: Reb] Yo, it's that Roc-a-Fella shit, hoes clothes to whips Act up and get hit, give a fuck who you with We them niggas coming through, locking down your strips Some real niggas that walk around with guns on their hips! Yo, it's that Roc-a-Fella shit, hoes clothes to whips Act up and get hit, give a fuck who you with We them niggas coming through, locking down your strips Some real niggas that walk around with guns on their hips! [Verse 2: Memphis Bleek] I live my life now like none of y'all faggots You keep fronting like that? I'ma let one of y'all have it I keep the fours drawn, when I wake up the war's on For the bread, butter and chips shit...I go to war for 'em Tinted my whip now, these cops ride dick now Money spend now. I move work through my pen pal Niggas hate Bleek cause I live through this shit You niggas keep hating 'cause I could deal with this shit I'm a street individual. Sold-it-all criminal Weed just a minimum. I'm a M-P emblem Roc syndicate and flips in the block Regardless if I been or not, you call it I lick a shot I'm street wise, went up on my caps in size Who getting money over here? Contact these guys! Let 'em know I set up shop to trey eight the block With 3 niggas 1 gun and a buck 50 to shop [Chorus: Reb] Yo, it's that Roc-a-Fella shit, hoes clothes to whips Act up and get hit, give a fuck who you with We them niggas coming through, locking down your strips Some real niggas that walk around with guns on their hips! Yo, it's that Roc-a-Fella shit, hoes clothes to whips Act up and get hit, give a fuck who you with We them niggas coming through, locking down your strips Some real niggas that walk around with guns on their hips!