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Beanie Sigel
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What up Sigel?
Huh? Yeah
Smash , scrape, scrape.... you know the game baby
CHORUS 2X: Beanie Mac and Memphis
Who the fuck want what
Me and Bleek charmed up , with your town under siege
Diligent in the sleeve
Who the fuck want what
Me and Beans charmed up , got you niggas arms up
My squad be armed up
[Memphis Bleek]
This ones for the dogs with the 4-4 long
You niggas bust shots but you throw yours wrong (yeah)
Peep game , niggas leaves stain when it rain
Dipped and wont dry we thugs we wont cry
[Beanie Mac]
Ayo you know how we play dog , smash and scrape
Pull them real tools out they wont blast them eights
Trust me they start tellin who blast the weight
Bleek a three time felon Ima pass the case
[MB]
You bout ta witness a dynasty like no other
Who flow like Bleek , think , no other
Who rhyme like Sigel , dog , no other
Its Roc-a-Fella twins desert eagle no other
[BM]
Ayo we outshinin niggas , two of the finest niggas
Got niggas like damn whered Jay find them niggas
Rock blocked diamonds niggas , then blind you niggas
You know its Cru Love , just thought wed remind you niggas
Who the fuck want what
Who the fuck want what
Who the fuck want what
Who the fuck want what
Who the fuck want what
Who want what
Who the fuck want what
Beans and Bleek , Roc baby , dont stop
[MB]
Ayo I ride with the top down , high with the glock now
War it dont stop now , Memph man hot now
Niggas didnt want that Im still where you pump at
B. Sigel , M. Bleek , niggas cant front that
[BM]
Ayo nigga who want that , not a soul
First week, no video , went gold
Bases loaded , now Im up to bat
Witness the truth , niggas cant fuck with that
[MB]
Fuck those who disagree like these streets aint mine
Like the Roc dont mean somethin , glock wont lean somethin
[BM]
Ayo like I wont pop up in fifty shot machine somethin
Hit you from a half a block , infrared beam somethin
Niggas dont want it with Mac , trust me
Niggas wanna chill , roll up , and get blunted with Mac
[MB]
Ayo we swerve out , blowin herb out , you herb out
My bout it squad , niggas get rowdy and rob
CHORUS
[MB]
Ayo you heard the title nigga , who the fuck want what
My bullets you get em free who the fuck want one
[BM]
Ayo I still throw 4, 5, 6 , upset rookies
Set up shop and flushin , who you cant touch him
[MB]
Im still on two birds , two blunts , too hurt
Two of the biggets guns put two in your shirt
[BM]
You can still get two to your chest
Ill show what a thug about and let them slugs spit out
[MB]
Im that same cat all black crack in my palm
Hop off the B. Franklin with gats in my palm
[BM]
Yo I still spit a thousand bars , still roam the resevoir with dogs
I still wire your jaw
[MB]
And yeah I smoke weed , I dont give a you know
Pop up on your block and hit it up in the Hugo
[BM]
To the streets all over , we spot you niggas
Put your feet up Hova , we got you nigga
CHORUS |
Eingetragen |
09.Oct.2001 15:10:47 |
Letzer Aufruf |
14.May.2004 17:05:56 |
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