เนื้อเพลง Go 2 Sleep - Ludacris

[Hook 3x]
Go to sleep ho go to sleep ho
If ya tired be quiet and go to sleep ho
go to sleep ho go to sleep ho
If ya tired be quiet and go to sleep ho


[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, n*gga WHAAAT?
If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose
But'chu you won't wrap up ya bandages, or hell you would

[Infamous 2-0]
N*gga I got shotty's and semi's - I love 'dro and Henne' ?
All brown and skinny, but I've f*cked up so many
I got QP's and halves - if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask 'Cris, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much; I had to off the b*tch
2-0, Mr. Crayola; n*ggas know what I mean
'Cause I slang brown, white, yellow, purple and green
And all you faggot-muthaf*ckas gotta know the routine

[Hook 4x]

[Crunchy Black]
B*tch it's me again, kickin' in your f*ckin' doors
I look for div-idends - I ain't lookin' for you hoes
You b*tch can't 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 b*tch; gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme bling-bling-bling, boi
It don't mean a thing, boi, for me that ain't 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 n*ggas
This forty-five gon' give a reason to sleep, n*gga
Or bustin' massive 'round some S.K.
My last trip to A-T-L I f*cked yo' cascade
I'm strippin' b*tches and I'ma ball f*cker with a limp
They call me infer-stripper, sexy, red hoe's pimp
And quick to sink her on the n*gga 'cause this what it's 'bout
We rob that trick and stick his d*ck off in his f*ckin' mouth
We Memphis n*ggas

[Hook 4x]

[Juicy J]
North, north, south, south, Westwood, Orange Mouth
N*gga we be smokin' life; never shut ya Charlie Brown
Memphis n*ggas in this b*tch; pockets full, ya know we bail
Hooked up with my n*gga 'Cris, then we head to A-T-L
Playas wild, throwin' bows, tellin' chickens, "F*ck you hoe!"
N*gga rollin' up the moe, as long that white sh*t up they nose
Mayn this town is like my town, so we stayed and hung around
Juicy J be high as f*ck; catch me in the lost and found

[Lil' Fate]
Better use common sense checkin' me out for b*tch I can stand for
And up, get yaself in this clique
Without my tongue licks, behind me gettin' handcuffed by a sl*t
Look, I'm from Gittero what?
Southside n*ggas throw it up when it's time to get buck
N*ggas in the back of the club postin' up
Waitin' for a n*gga that's new to make it up
Ass in, ain't no askin'; it's no tolerance as long b*tch check in
She wit' me, comments will only get'chu basically eternally resting
So abide by the call of the streets
If ya got a b*tch 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]