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[beanie
Ughh, ughh,
This is beanie
That cat playin' wit that silly rap
Put your weight up, not your up, niggas
Y'all how I play quiet towns and tie 'em down
Haters how I got a position with rock
I listen to the lox and I listen then watch
While you still in spot, ditchin' the cops
I'm in the box with fox, glistenin' watch
Wore steel gray, lexus,
That's an evil metal when the dog pedals to the
I'm down south, for my aim is to score
Eight cylinder, screamin' the law!'

Got a tank full of gas, trunk full of
Hammers in the stash, in the dash
Radar detectors, can't find us
We bubble atl and hit the 'linas
get clubbed with some dirty south thugs
Go all out thugs, go in your house
Talk shit, put blood in your thugs
36 south stuck, on route thugs
You know how mac play, quiet town, tie it
I it now, by the pound
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 your
I lay you down and retire you

And I clap niggas, nat niggas kid a
Pat-pat with the deuce, it'll work
ass niggas wearin' thongs and skirts
Catch 'em in the mornin' while they goin' to work
Hey you pretty motherfuckers stay in the mirror
And you weak ass only buss out the fear
I know y'all softer than them feathers that they stuf in the
I two barettas, never bust in their ear
Twist your shit back, 'til my gats is back
Pack four pieces like a kit kat. heh, get
Cop cris' by the six-pack, range rov? ' dot six
coupe, drop six that
Buggy eye seven 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
Soakin' the seat, gettin' drunk glee
Or the sharp bar, simon, poppin' dom p
Why you chicken when you chasin' your how hot tea
Niggas back money like it's they money
Slap 500 on back of a
I'm bringin' it to any tryin' to shoot games (yeah)
With them bullshit kits and cds

[memphis
it out, yo, yo
Well, I'm a lil' nigga don't speak, I tote
Here to shut down your operation on the street
Bleek, you know niggas just had to this
My drewl out like a old nigga toothless
Who would believe pump bleek with ritilin
Too hyped up, but weed calm my
Roll day on the strip, sk in the
Hundred crack viles, playin' the
Nickel gleam, like this armoral-ed up
My squad be armed up, gotcha arms up
Who the fuck want what? me and trumped up
Witcha under seige, dillinger in the sleave
If my gun jam, you squeeze on me
You them cats got the code-d's on me
I'm on to my off game, the stadium for in stores
Floss and I pimp whores, stay smoked out
Shirt be poked out with the knows eight
Six to jump out, you eat you spit
Motherfucker die
For you actin' cats, but in your heart you scream
I read body languo
You want violence and don't wanna
You want a challange get it brought to for every
This slow 'em down, I bet that
Ya up front dough and your six backed out,

brown]
Sassy fox brick money, cop me a drop
You know how I run it, 600, top
Rock light gray wrist shit, flash the rocks
The red, the yellow, the green, causin' stops
please, never freeze, gonna blast the glock
Then I a little cleave' and breeze past the cops
You talk slick but suck dick for money in y'all
I'm like 'bitch, I got money than your man'
While you get your knees scraped up, cum all on your
Shit, I'm in the v twinz ballin' them
Y'all hoes greasy, so I keep easy
Rookie, fuck you know about and pock' books?
You know na na rock that shit, parada shit
And scotch that shit, gabba that shit
Hollow points, top that shit, fuck you to aim
Pop that shit, yeah, nigga, fox got that
You see the ice shit, can you cop that shit
Channel and ostrich shit, whoa
You my style, I be spendin' they cash
And I'll show their little dick some ass
And get 'em a brick, I what style to get them niggas shit real
Well, fuck, I let 'em and lick the tip of my shit
To remind 'em of some petals, candles, and shit
Or some like the nigga grew a plant in my shit
So what it is, that's why them hoes mad at my shit
See me in the four-six, stylin' on them bum-ass
Goddess mc, bitches is littles foxes
See my girls' friends, tossin' little watches
I pops it. fuckin' a nigga topless
Cats? I fouls on. I styles on, nigga
Wear y'all out air y'all out
Over here? hustle where, clear all out
Shit, bitch, stay down bitch
And I know see me here to lay down shit
I spray y'all niggas, waste y'all niggas
'cause I the nigga and pay y'all niggas
Shit, what the