We all we got, we got them Glocks and we put one on top
This Draco shakin' like a taser, shoot him till he drop
And free my baby out that box, man, y'all can't keep him locked
Y'all know he innocent, so don't ask me about no drop
Still got this Drac with that guitar and I'll still let it rock
And all you pussies go to hell and I might let y'all rot
They keep on tellin' me, "Ya always actin' like your pops"
You better mind your own business before them bodies drop
Dude popped himself because he always actin' like he got it
Dude weird for snatching chains, he always actin' like he bought it
My voice be raspy all the time, I need a glass of water
And I smoke woods up to the face and I ain't passin' nothin
Yeah, he get real in the field
Got FNH up on my side, yeah, it's kill or be killed
Y'all ain't gon' be no talk talk if y'all ain't through the drill
If I get rich above my lonely, I'm goin' to the hills
Draco' hit him in his, how his stomach feel?
Blood droppin' out his mouth, now he got gonorrhea
Ridin' around with my killers, ridin' around with four heaters
My Glock .45 like Ike Turner, swear to God it will beat you
I got this Gen 5 with a laser beam
Y'all gon be dead or broke, y'all wish y'all never hate on me
Y'all know the type of time I'm on when I made this beat
Evacuated from y'all home because they made that heat
Participate, y'all need to shut up when the Dogg is speakin
Go get some money, by your lonely and that's how it's supposed to be
B.B.E. that's the team, yeah we all eat
And all my youngins strapped up, like the car seat
Quan this, Dogg that, they ain't gon' bother me
Cause I ain't never deep, I got the mob, yeah that's my prodigy
They say I'm wanted in the L, I ain't gotta leave
And I'll be up in six days like I ain't gotta sleep
If y'all can't comprehend, well I ain't gotta speak
If y'all dissin' on my mans, I might let this choppa speak
I be clutchin' with my Glock cause people dyin' every week
I been doin' this for the hunger like I ain't eat in weeks
F&N's, 223s, Glock 40s and M16s
Smokin' weed and pippin pills, I was in my teens
If I ever sign a deal, who wanna go with me
But I don't trust nobody, the reason why, I got my pool with me
Im in my bag, punchin in, like I'm Adonis Creed
You don't wanna smoke, I got my Tommy just like Rocky V
I didn't even wanna drop that album, I was too damn geeked
Y'all be actin' like y'all slow as hell, y'all need some tutoring
Choppa of bullets hit your body, now I came with fleas
I ain't used to have nobody, now they pagin' me
Got so many personalities, y'all know what's wrong with me
If you dissin' all my guys, this Glock will put you on a tee
Q-U-A-N-D-O-double-G, you know how it be
I'm the most hated, ever since I made that Giles, B
I ain't got no love for no thot, man, they some hoes to me
Choppa hit you with that NyQuil, tellin' you go to sleep
QuanDogg - Go To Sleep Lyrics
QuanDogg - Go To Sleep Lyrics
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We all we got, we got them Glocks and we put one on top
This Draco shakin' like a taser, shoot him till he drop
And free my baby out that box, man, y'all can't keep him locked
Y'all know he innocent, so don't ask me about no drop
Still got this Drac with that guitar and I'll still let it rock
And all you pussies go to hell and I might let y'all rot
They keep on tellin' me, "Ya always actin' like your pops"
You better mind your own business before them bodies drop
Dude popped himself because he always actin' like he got it
Dude weird for snatching chains, he always actin' like he bought it
My voice be raspy all the time, I need a glass of water
And I smoke woods up to the face and I ain't passin' nothin
Yeah, he get real in the field
Got FNH up on my side, yeah, it's kill or be killed
Y'all ain't gon' be no talk talk if y'all ain't through the drill
If I get rich above my lonely, I'm goin' to the hills
Draco' hit him in his, how his stomach feel?
Blood droppin' out his mouth, now he got gonorrhea
Ridin' around with my killers, ridin' around with four heaters
My Glock .45 like Ike Turner, swear to God it will beat you
I got this Gen 5 with a laser beam
Y'all gon be dead or broke, y'all wish y'all never hate on me
Y'all know the type of time I'm on when I made this beat
Evacuated from y'all home because they made that heat
Participate, y'all need to shut up when the Dogg is speakin
Go get some money, by your lonely and that's how it's supposed to be
B.B.E. that's the team, yeah we all eat
And all my youngins strapped up, like the car seat
Quan this, Dogg that, they ain't gon' bother me
Cause I ain't never deep, I got the mob, yeah that's my prodigy
They say I'm wanted in the L, I ain't gotta leave
And I'll be up in six days like I ain't gotta sleep
If y'all can't comprehend, well I ain't gotta speak
If y'all dissin' on my mans, I might let this choppa speak
I be clutchin' with my Glock cause people dyin' every week
I been doin' this for the hunger like I ain't eat in weeks
F&N's, 223s, Glock 40s and M16s
Smokin' weed and pippin pills, I was in my teens
If I ever sign a deal, who wanna go with me
But I don't trust nobody, the reason why, I got my pool with me
Im in my bag, punchin in, like I'm Adonis Creed
You don't wanna smoke, I got my Tommy just like Rocky V
I didn't even wanna drop that album, I was too damn geeked
Y'all be actin' like y'all slow as hell, y'all need some tutoring
Choppa of bullets hit your body, now I came with fleas
I ain't used to have nobody, now they pagin' me
Got so many personalities, y'all know what's wrong with me
If you dissin' all my guys, this Glock will put you on a tee
Q-U-A-N-D-O-double-G, you know how it be
I'm the most hated, ever since I made that Giles, B
I ain't got no love for no thot, man, they some hoes to me
Choppa hit you with that NyQuil, tellin' you go to sleep
This Draco shakin' like a taser, shoot him till he drop
And free my baby out that box, man, y'all can't keep him locked
Y'all know he innocent, so don't ask me about no drop
Still got this Drac with that guitar and I'll still let it rock
And all you pussies go to hell and I might let y'all rot
They keep on tellin' me, "Ya always actin' like your pops"
You better mind your own business before them bodies drop
Dude popped himself because he always actin' like he got it
Dude weird for snatching chains, he always actin' like he bought it
My voice be raspy all the time, I need a glass of water
And I smoke woods up to the face and I ain't passin' nothin
Yeah, he get real in the field
Got FNH up on my side, yeah, it's kill or be killed
Y'all ain't gon' be no talk talk if y'all ain't through the drill
If I get rich above my lonely, I'm goin' to the hills
Draco' hit him in his, how his stomach feel?
Blood droppin' out his mouth, now he got gonorrhea
Ridin' around with my killers, ridin' around with four heaters
My Glock .45 like Ike Turner, swear to God it will beat you
I got this Gen 5 with a laser beam
Y'all gon be dead or broke, y'all wish y'all never hate on me
Y'all know the type of time I'm on when I made this beat
Evacuated from y'all home because they made that heat
Participate, y'all need to shut up when the Dogg is speakin
Go get some money, by your lonely and that's how it's supposed to be
B.B.E. that's the team, yeah we all eat
And all my youngins strapped up, like the car seat
Quan this, Dogg that, they ain't gon' bother me
Cause I ain't never deep, I got the mob, yeah that's my prodigy
They say I'm wanted in the L, I ain't gotta leave
And I'll be up in six days like I ain't gotta sleep
If y'all can't comprehend, well I ain't gotta speak
If y'all dissin' on my mans, I might let this choppa speak
I be clutchin' with my Glock cause people dyin' every week
I been doin' this for the hunger like I ain't eat in weeks
F&N's, 223s, Glock 40s and M16s
Smokin' weed and pippin pills, I was in my teens
If I ever sign a deal, who wanna go with me
But I don't trust nobody, the reason why, I got my pool with me
Im in my bag, punchin in, like I'm Adonis Creed
You don't wanna smoke, I got my Tommy just like Rocky V
I didn't even wanna drop that album, I was too damn geeked
Y'all be actin' like y'all slow as hell, y'all need some tutoring
Choppa of bullets hit your body, now I came with fleas
I ain't used to have nobody, now they pagin' me
Got so many personalities, y'all know what's wrong with me
If you dissin' all my guys, this Glock will put you on a tee
Q-U-A-N-D-O-double-G, you know how it be
I'm the most hated, ever since I made that Giles, B
I ain't got no love for no thot, man, they some hoes to me
Choppa hit you with that NyQuil, tellin' you go to sleep
Writer: Quan Giles
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