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letra de sleep on me - fbg dutchie

[intro: fbg dutchie]
huh, fly boy gang
fbg
i’m in the booth, man, shout out to boss kreed (brick, what up?) (copo)
two times, number 2, what it do? (they sleep, copo)

[chorus: fbg dutchie & fbg brick]
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
roll up the dope, double-0 (the dope), i’m tryna smoke now (roll up)
b-tch, i’m a gate jumper (huh?), you can get poked now (gate jumper)
i’m laughin’ to the paper (haha), but nah, it ain’t no joke, clown (nah)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up) (wake up, y’all sleepin’, man)
i’m laughin’ to the paper, but nah, it ain’t no joke, clown (ha, uh, nah) (we out here in the field for real, man, haha)
[verse 1: fbg brick]
these n-ggas sleepin’ on me, i’ma wake their ass up (stop lackin’)
treat ’em like a dice, roll up on ’em, shake their ass up (n-ggas straight shook)
took a shot, i didn’t even fall, i got my ass up (b-tch)
i know what to do when sh-t get real, time to mask up (i’ma get ’em, maskin’)
i ain’t never snitchin’, where the motherf-ck they do that at? (where?)
i’m a real street n-gga, i can never be a rat (no snitchin’)
n-gga, i’m a gate jumper, i’ll come and take a stack (take it)
n-gga, you a fake pumper, that’ll get your belly wet
i done seen a lot of cash, but don’t know what to do with it (just blow it)
i done shot a lot of guns, take pride in givin’ you the music (they know i’m gon’ blow it)
all my n-ggas nuts, so don’t get yourself screwed, boy
we the real hitters, sh-t we do gon’ make the news, boy (l’s)

[chorus: fbg dutchie]
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
roll up the dope, double-0 (the dope), i’m tryna smoke now (roll up)
b-tch, i’m a gate jumper (huh?), you can get poked now (gate jumper)
i’m laughin’ to the paper (haha), but nah, it ain’t no joke, clown (nah)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up) (two times, dutchie)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up) (fbg, number 2, fly boy gang)
i’m laughin’ to the paper, nah, it ain’t no joke, clown (ha, uh, nah)

[verse 2: fbg dutchie]
first, they was sleepin’ on me, b-tch, i ain’t a nightmare (at all)
i’m the one who brought the jock ’cause these n-ggas don’t fight fair (boom, boom, boom, boom, i did)
but i ain’t with this fightin’ sh-t or this goofy rap sh-t (nah, at all)
sneak dissin’ on the tweet (huh? huh?), don’t get yourself slapped quick (for real, bah, bah)
but me, i’d rather trap (trap) ’cause i gotta get my racks up (racks, bands)
boy, this sh-t real in that field and you can ask duck (it’s real, for real, lil’ number 3)
keep playin’ iphone games and get your ass touched (huh? get your ass touched, bang)
jump a n-gga gate (for real) for that cake, i’ma go nuts (gate jumpers)
these n-ggas sleepin’ on me, boy, i ain’t no f-ckin’ dream (nah)
shout out number 4, lil’ ho, yeah, i’m off that loud and lean (ballout)
fo ‘nem told me, “life’s a b-tch,” so i made her do the team (d-t-d, lil’ b-tch)
all these hoes call me “boss,” but the streets crown me king (boss king, l’s)
[chorus: fbg dutchie & boss krizzy]
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
roll up the dope, double-0 (the dope), i’m tryna smoke now (roll up)
b-tch, i’m a gate jumper (huh?), you can get poked now (gate jumper)
i’m laughin’ to the paper (haha), but nah, it ain’t no joke, clown (nah)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now their ass woke now (they woke up) (kreed da don)
i’m laughin’ to the paper, nah, it ain’t no joke, clown (ha, uh, nah)

[verse 3: boss krizzy]
kreed da don, ybs, all the hoes choosin’ (yeah)
gone off that bean, got these hoes makin’ movies (you know)
i be movin’ weight (weight), yeah, the pounds, i be movin’ (movin’)
i be gettin’ money ’cause it’s only right i do it (you know)
my swag be the coolest, talkin’ crazy, fork knockin’ (baow)
all about the money, kick a door if i gotta (you know)
’cause i’m a go-getter, n-gga, you don’t want these problems (unh-uh)
call my broski brick, guarantee he’ll pop ya (baow, baow)
first, they was sleepin’ on me, now i’m creepin’ on ’em (p-ssy)
i keep the toolie on me, you don’t wanna do it, homie (not at all)
i just call the hitters, got a couple shooters, homie (you know)
but for a nice price, i’ll do it by my lonely (swag)

- fbg dutchie

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