[beanie Ughh, ughh, is beanie seigel That philly cat playin' wit silly rap Put your weight up, not your up, niggas know how I play quiet towns and tie 'em down Haters wonderin' how I got a position rock 'cause I to the lox and I listen then watch you still sittin' in spot, ditchin' the cops I'm in the porsche box with fox, watch Wore steel gray, lexus, That's an metal when the dog pedals to the floor I'm routin' south, for my aim is to score Eight cylinder, screamin' the law!'
Got a tank full of gas, full of cash Hammers in the stash, scanners in the Radar detectors, troopers find us We bubble down atl and hit the Then get clubbed some dirty south thugs Go all out thugs, go in your thugs shit, put blood in your mouth thugs 36 south stuck, on route thugs You know how mac play, town, tie it down I supply it now, by the Might front you a cue if you buy a If you didn't try it then, why you try it now? Then 'cause mac rat wouldn't fire a round into crown I lay you down and you clown
And I clap niggas, nat kid a dirt Pat-pat with the deuce deuce, it'll Bitch ass niggas wearin' and skirts 'em early in the mornin' while they goin' to work Hey you pretty stay stuck in the mirror And you weak ass niggas only out the fear I know y'all softer than them that they stuf in the dear I two barettas, never bust in their ear Twist your shit back, spit 'til my is back Pack pieces like a kit kat. heh, get that? Cop cris' by the six-pack, range ' dot six that Benz coupe, six that eye seven come out? shit, took the six back Switch the r, the double r's are, gotta get that You see how we play, pop cris' on the the seat, gettin' drunk with glee Or the sharp bar, grill simon, dom p Why you when you chasin' your how with hot tea flashin' back money like it's they money Slap 500 on back of a I'm bringin' it to any nigga tryin' to shoot (yeah) With bullshit buggy-eyed kits and cds
[memphis it out, yo, yo Well, I'm a lil' nigga don't speak, I tote Here to down your whole operation on the street Bleek, you know niggas just had to this My flow drewl out a old nigga toothless Who would believe they bleek with ritilin Too hyped up, but weed my adrenaline Roll day on the strip, sk in the Hundred crack viles, the benj' Nickel gleam, like this armoral-ed up My be armed up, gotcha niggas' arms up Who the want what? me and bean's trumped up Witcha town under seige, dillinger in the If my gun jam, you niggas on me You niggas them cats got the on me I'm on to my off game, the stadium for in stores Floss chains and I pimp whores, smoked out Shirt be poked out the slums knows eight Six to jump out, you eat you spit die clean For you tought cats, but in your heart you scream I read your languo You want violence and wanna mingle You want a challange get it brought to for angle This slow 'em down, I bet that Ya up front and your six backed out, motherfucker
brown] Sassy fox some money, cop me a drop You how I run it, 600, glassy top them light gray wrist shit, flash the rocks The red, the yellow, the green, traffic stops Bitch please, freeze, gonna blast the glock Then I a little cleave' and breeze past the cops You talk slick but suck dick for in y'all hand I'm like 'bitch, I got more money than man' you get your knees scraped up, cum all on your glands Shit, I'm in the v twinz ballin' tramps Y'all greasy, so I keep bitch easy Rookie, fuck you know about glocks and books? You know na na rock that shit, that shit And scotch that shit, dolce gabba that Hollow points, top that shit, you tryin' to aim Pop that shit, yeah, nigga, fox got that You see the ice shit, can you cop that shit Channel crocodile and ostrich shit, You my style, I be spendin' they cash And I'll show their little some celebrity ass And get 'em a brick, I know what to get them niggas shit real Well, fuck, I let 'em live and lick the tip of my To remind 'em of some petals, candles, and shit Or some hydro the nigga grew a plant in my shit So what it is, that's why them hoes mad at my shit See me wildin' in the four-six, on them bum-ass Goddess mc, y'all bitches is littles See my friends, tossin' they little watches Cris? I pops it. fuckin' a topless Cats? I fouls on. hoes? I on, nigga Wear y'all out air y'all out here? hustle from where, clear all out Shit, greyhound bitch, stay down And I jigga see me here to lay down shit I will spray y'all niggas, y'all niggas I fucked the nigga and pay y'all niggas Shit, what the