(feat. Lil' Scrappy, Nutso, Yaki Kadafi)    [2Pac]  Ahhh shit hahaha    When I enter the first zone  Worst known mic holder  My Hummer roll up  Evacuating strapped soldiers  Inside strategy  Manifestin' military styles  Casually try da g  When niggas battle me  My prophesied prediction  Switch and move positions  Separated from his gun and bitch  And watch 'em start snitchin'  I keep spittin' still stupid niggas fail to listen  I personify this thug livin'  Hell or prison  My ammunition varies  My voice carries  Watch me invite the whole world  Me and the mob gettin' married  It seems all the fine screams pierce the dark  This is expected  A trick bitch where is your heart  You mark  Watch niggas fall when I call they name  We outlaws hold your head niggas all the same  Except some who want more out of life than stress  We still thuggin' 'til its none left  Don't sleep    [Chorus (2x)]  We gon' ride  Keep my pistol on my side  Always creep wit' the nine when I ride (when I ride)  Don't sleep  Blowin' pine  Always hustlin' on the grind  Cause I gotta get mine all the time (all the time)  Don't sleep    [Nutso]  Dumpin' on motherfuckers at random  Rapidly  Wit' accuracy  They shouldn't talk bad to me  It had to be  A motherfuckin' murder  I'm glad to be  A nigga that did the murder  So sad to see  Another motherfucker floatin'  In plastic reef  Sleep wit' his head wide open (head smokin')  Rapid release  Keep the police coastin'  Casualties  Warrant in deep east Oakland (doors wide open)  Yolk the nigga off the asphalt  Drove off to the hills  Positioned him on his knees and blew the back off  Death with the lex ruger  Death to ya  Niggas cry when the bullets fly  Kill and execute 'em    [Yaki Kadafi]  I blast first 'til they body me  Like my guns in variety  Runnin' wit' the real big willies you silly punks try to be  But front  Doin' my walk by's rollin' a blunt  Hand on my nuts in a getaway car full of stunts  Addicted to my nine  Movin' like crime through time  Poppin' niggas like pimples  Nigga nothin' simple 'bout mine  Etch-a-sketchin'  Dumpin' on all you punks at intersections  Day in and day out  Ain't no easy way outs or easy exits  Don't sleep    [Chorus (2x)]    [Lil' Scrappy]  G's up  A-Town    When I hit the street  All I can see is the grind  Blood sweat and tears when I bust my rhyme  Yeah I un- for my folk like I load my nine  And when I let loose  Then no crew standin' but mine  I gives a damn 'bout lame nigga actin' schiesty  Same one knew I was in jail and didn't write me  Wanna fight me then come find me  What eva you do shawty you betta think wisely  You might see me wit' a stack in the trap (Aye)  I use my thoughts and pen  Similar to a saran wrap  A lil' lame nigga I'll neva be  Yeah I'ma keep it g  I'm from the Three and Scrap will neva sleep  Aye    [Chorus (2x)]    Don't Sleep    Don't Sleep