Letras:
Four Fingers Sleep

couldn?t seem to find People are always telling me that I am one of a kind But that doesn?t mean shit to me I JUST WANT TO GO HOME AND FUCKING SLEEP

his yard, yeah standing his ground I'm saying if you gonna retire, then hand me the crown Nah, let Bleek do it, then throw him a concert in Madison square Watch everybody sleep

the toys is what we hoppin' out My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang muf**ka bang Get ya money

on tha prize finger on tha trigga when a nigga rides shootin' craps bustin' niggas out tha door pick my money off tha floor god bless tha tre-four stuck

middle finger RAISSSSE em up These hoes can't fade me, don't these bitches know we crazy? Thug Life, niggaz, be, the sickest You feel me? Now get that shit written down God damn! Took four

s on the prize Finger on the trigga when a nigga rides Shootin' craps Bustin' niggas out the door Pick my money off the floor God bless the tre-four Stuck

beaver It's hairy like Barry and it's bigger than Geneva Something said stick my finger in so I did Then came the two the three the four the thumb and

: [Verse 1: I'll Bill] My fist is a gun, my fingers is individual pistols System overload, glitches toe to toe, eye to eye, soul to soul Walk amongst

Run your fingers down my spine Bring me a touch of bliss It sure feels right On a night like this. On a night like this I can't get any sleep, The air