lirik lagu beanie sigel - who want what
what up sigel?
huh? yeah
smash , scr-pe, scr-pe…. you know the game baby
[chorus 2x: beanie mac and memphis]
who the f-ck want what
me and bleek charmed up , with your town under siege
diligent in the sleeve
who the f-ck want what
me and beans charmed up , got you n-gg-s arms up
my squad be armed up
[memphis bleek]
this one’s for the dogs with the 4-4 long
you n-gg-s bust shots but you throw yours wrong (yeah)
peep game , n-gg-s leaves stain when it rain
damped and wont dry we thugs we won’t cry
[beanie mac]
ayo you know how we play dog , smash and scr-pe
pull them real tools out they won’t blast them eights
trust me they start tellin who blast the weight
bleek a three time felon i’ma basket 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
it’s roc-a-fella twin desert eagle no other
[bm]
ayo we outshinin n-gg-s , two of the finest n-gg-s
got n-gg-s like d-mn where’d jay find them n-gg-s
rock blocked diamonds n-gg-s , that’ll blind you n-gg-s
you know it’s cru love , just thought we’d remind you n-gg-s
who the f-ck want what
who the f-ck want what
who the f-ck want what
who the f-ck want what
who the f-ck want what
who want what
who the f-ck want what
beans and bleek , roc baby , don’t stop
[mb]
ayo i ride with the top down , high with the glock now
war it don’t stop now , memph man hot now
n-gg-s didn’t want that i’m still where you pump at
b. sigel , m. bleek , n-gg-s can’t front that
[bm]
ayo n-gg- who want that , not a soul
first week, no video , went gold
bases loaded , now i’m up to bat
witness the truth , n-gg-s can’t f-ck with that
[mb]
f-ck those who disagree like these streets aint mine
like the roc don’t mean somethin , glock won’t lean somethin
[bm]
ayo like i won’t pop up in fifty shot machine somethin
hit you from a half a block , infrared beam somethin
n-gg-s don’t want it with mac , trust me
n-gg-s wanna chill , roll up , and get blunted with mac
[mb]
a then we swerve out , blowin herb out , you heard ’bout
my ’bout it squad , n-gg-s get rowdy and rob
[chorus]
[mb]
ayo you heard the t-tle n-gg- , who the f-ck want what
my bullets you get em free who the f-ck want one
[bm]
ayo i still throw 4, 5, 6 , upset rookies
set up shop on flushin , who you can’t touch him
[mb]
i’m 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
i’ll show what a thug about and let them slugs spit out
[mb]
i’m that same cat all black crack in my palm
hop off the b. franklin with gat 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 don’t 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 n-gg-s
put your feet up hova , we got you n-gg-
[chorus]
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