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beanie sigel - h.h.e.h. lyrics

ay lo, run to the fridge and pop that other bottle of cris’ homey
i’m off the weed but i’m back on my juice n-gg-
pour me up an ounce and a couple of th epurps

[beanie sigel:]
as i skate through the city in that black cuatro
you fake w-ll–s frontin like you got dough until i prove ’em it’s not so
i shine like a brand new penny from that franklin mint
that black masi’, it don’t make no cents/sense
but to drive and make dollars, your pockets flat like tires
your money still all slow like new drivers
i pop more than the collar
you n-gg-z poppin cheap–ss bottles of moet
that bullsh-t chandon, that little chick on your arm be long gone
when she recognize a real don
i’m in the club in the cut sippin on aged grapes
laughin at them brolic car thieves, in their slim–ss jeans and bath’ apes
lookin half gay, halfway out of the closet
you don’t believe me, n-gg- ask sway
what the f-ck is that? you n-gg-z need to be slapped
whoever co-signed bein a sucker wasn’t stacked

hheh! [echoes]
hheh! [echoes]

[beanie sigel:]
uhh, sit back, relax, let’s rap for taste
track 10 from the fits, peep my old head face
you see if real n-gg-z respect it, the squares gon’ rep it
i’m guessin, that’s why this bullsh-t keep progressin
but i ain’t stressin, n-gg- cl-ss in session
i’m here to teach you a lesson like krs’n
“criminal, minded, you’ve been blinded”
lookin for a n-gg- like sig’, you won’t find it
i’m a dinosaur~! you n-gg-z more like
what i look for in a wh-r-, heh, p-ssy!
nuttin more, nuttin less, i’m nuttin to second guess
i’m him, point blank period, the end
when i’m long gone, they gon’ dig up my bones
and study my poems and learn i was more than the gun in the song
even though i spit a gat
quicker than i spit a rap, now go ‘head sonny, run along

hheh! [echoes]
hheh! [echoes]

[beanie sigel:]
now when that sizzurp in my system, ain’t no tellin
will i bust that four-fifth and, catch another felon’
i’m a thug by blood, not just off drugs
even though i love, that purple mug
uhh, drunk off syrup, perks and zanees
spit a word make a bird lose her skirt and her panties (and them panties)
i know it’s been a while, since i left a stain on your brain
gave you some game that you can gain from
i’m here to end it now
break the cycle of that bullsh-t same ol’ same, that these lames run
it’s a shame it’s they names where they came from
these n-gg-z fly-by-nights, they couldn’t fly my kite
tie my shoes, lace my boots
they money run short, they couldn’t chase my loot
paper small like coupes, i’m that sport sittin b-tter soft
he nothin but a boss – who? me – sig’, but of course

hheh! [echoes]
hheh! [echoes]

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