[beanie Ughh, ughh, is beanie seigel That philly cat wit that silly rap Put your weight up, not hate up, niggas Y'all know how I play quiet towns and tie 'em wonderin' how I got a position with rock 'cause I listen to the lox and I then watch you still sittin' in spot, ditchin' the cops I'm in the porsche box with fox, watch Wore steel gray, lexus, an evil metal when the dog pedals to the floor I'm routin' down south, for my aim is to Eight cylinder, 'fuck the law!'
Got a full of gas, trunk full of cash in the stash, scanners in the dash Radar detectors, can't find us We bubble down atl and hit the get clubbed with some dirty south thugs Go all out thugs, go in your house shit, put blood in your mouth thugs 36 south stuck, stay on thugs You how mac play, quiet town, tie it down I supply it now, by the Might you a cue if you buy a pound If you didn't try it then, why you try it now? Then 'cause mac rat fire a round into your crown I lay you down and you clown
And I clap niggas, nat niggas kid a with the deuce deuce, it'll work Bitch ass niggas wearin' thongs and 'em early in the mornin' while they goin' to work Hey you pretty motherfuckers stay stuck in the And you weak ass only buss out the fear I know y'all softer than them feathers they stuf in the dear I two barettas, never bust in their ear Twist your shit back, spit 'til my gats is Pack pieces like a kit kat. heh, get that? Cop cris' by the six-pack, range rov? ' dot six Benz coupe, drop six Buggy eye seven come out? shit, the six back Switch the r, the double r's are, gotta get that You see how we play, pop on the e-way Soakin' the seat, gettin' drunk glee Or the bar, grill simon, poppin' dom p Why you chicken you chasin' your how with hot tea Niggas flashin' back money like they money 500 on back of a three-twenty I'm bringin' it to any nigga to shoot games (yeah) With bullshit buggy-eyed kits and cds
[memphis it out, yo, yo Well, I'm a lil' nigga speak, I tote heat Here to shut down your whole operation on the Bleek, you know just had to recruit this My flow drewl out like a old nigga Who would believe they pump bleek ritilin Too hyped up, but calm my adrenaline Roll day on the strip, sk in the crack viles, playin' the benj' Nickel nine gleam, this armoral-ed up My squad be up, gotcha niggas' 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 niggas them got the code-d's on me I'm on to my off game, the stadium for in stores Floss chains and I whores, stay smoked out Shirt be poked out with the knows eight Six to out, you eat what you spit Motherfucker die For you actin' tought cats, but in your heart you I read body languo You want and don't wanna mingle You want a challange get it to for every angle This shit'll slow 'em down, I bet Ya up front dough and your six backed out,
[foxy Sassy fox brick money, cop me a drop You how I run it, 600, glassy top Rock them light gray wrist shit, flash the The red, the yellow, the green, traffic stops please, never freeze, gonna blast the glock Then I show a little cleave' and breeze past the You talk slick but suck dick for money in hand I'm like 'bitch, I got more than your man' While you get knees scraped up, cum all on your glands Shit, I'm in the v ballin' them tramps Y'all greasy, so I keep bitch easy Rookie, fuck you know glocks and pock' books? You know na na rock that shit, parada that And scotch that shit, dolce 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 crocodile and shit, whoa You know my style, I be spendin' they And I'll show their dick some celebrity ass And get 'em a brick, I know what style to get them niggas real Well, fuck, I let 'em live and lick the tip of my To remind 'em of some rose petals, candles, and 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, stylin' on bum-ass Goddess mc, y'all bitches is littles See my girls' friends, tossin' little watches I pops it. fuckin' a nigga topless Cats? I fouls on. hoes? I styles on, Wear out then air y'all out Over here? hustle from where, all out Shit, greyhound bitch, stay bitch And I jigga see me here to lay down shit I spray y'all niggas, waste y'all niggas 'cause I fucked the nigga and pay y'all Shit, the fuck