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beanie sigel - i go off lyrics

[intro: 50 cent]
i’ll give you something to talk about
come around me fronting i’ll air you out, i go off

[verse 1]
i don’t shoot sh-t off dog i gun it down
walk up on n-ggas and run ’em down
pull a stock out that k throw a hundred rounds
won’t stop ’til your box lowered underground
put you in the urn, your bones will burn
the rap guerilla the wack rap ringtone k!ller
i’m here, to find a n-gga equally realer it’s rare
you can meet me in the square if you dare to come near
i have no morals, just a whole lotta p-ss
and a d-ck for you, bullets and a clip for you
this the ignorance at least it looks that way
when you witness it k!ll at witnesses
bury the hatchet, matter of fact bury the casket
k!ll n-ggas bury the ratchet
pick it back up if i have to, i used to bump n-ggas
and pump n-ggas out for the practice
the sh-t starter, the sh-t finisher, i don’t know what’s harder
when they release ya or when they sentence ya
the realness, back like i promised
ready to dig a n-gga sh-t like a colonic, i go off

[hook: 50 cent]
i know it’s them again from last time remember them
they can’t believe we back up in the club
because you sippin on that henny and my b-tch will get the semi
and you f-ck with me i’m gon’ let it off
i go off! off in this b-tch like it’s legal
a n-gga move around with the eagle
i go off! we say you get it if we don’t believe you
this is 50 cent and beanie sigel, i go off

[verse 2]
big pop, of the prop on deck
versace or lv’s on the specks
my gucc los light up the ground when i step
look beat it, the kid ain’t mine i contest
i suggest, you aim above neck
the vest cover the chest the pine cover the heck-
-ler and koch, i don’t rock for the cops
horse with the stick in the hands of the jock
everyday gear that i wear on the block
can you picture me rolling? (can you see clear like pac?)
who shot ya!? who want beef with big poppa
feel a thousand deaths when i drop ya
i feel for you like chaka khan i’m the don
make n-ggas talk through the wire like kan
a trip to the morgue turn a duck to a dime
you can catch me on my sh-t, stuck to a grind
on a mission, tryna turn a buck outta dime
or in the kitchen, tryna turn a f-ck outta nine
n-gga listen, i earned every buck that was mine
i ain’t never cry over a f-ckin dime don’t make me go off

[verse 3]
first gear pop the clutch
second gear throw it up, third gear i’m on stuck
fourth gear i’m at twelve o’clock
i know i probably get it in, twelve a block
but it’s price to low some i’m scared to cop
guns a blow, and i ain’t scared to pop
i know n-ggas upstate doin life in the box
i know n-ggas upstate doin life with they pops
it’s the bully whether you like it or not
the chain cool but you don’t look right in a watch
so give it up smooth, yeah or the rifle’ll pop
we’ll get you some shoes, probably look nice in the box
flow smooth, light on my feet like heav d
money earnin all day but i ain’t from mount v
just threw a bell on the scale of the tree
i don’t know make ’em two hundred every pea
without rap i could double on a d
sh-tt, make it snow in a blizzard like jeez
you don’t know a noone ‘nother like sige
you don’t really wanna see me in the streets don’t make me go off

[outro: 50 cent]
i’ll give you something to talk about, i go off
come around me fronting i’ll air you out, i go off

yeah!!!! you changed man!!!!!
you let the money change you jay!!!
you used to be, from marcy n-gga!!!!
now you a p-ss the grey poupon -ss n-gga!!!
you don’t wan’t the shooters!!!! i’ll take ’em!!!
n-gga you feed the wolves and the wolves feed off you!!!
eat you -ss alive! i live by conrad’s creed, strategy!
your move n-gga!!!!

- beanie sigel lyrics

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