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beanie sigel - who want what (feat. memphis bleek) (mr. andersonic remix) lyrics

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-ggas arms up
my squad be armed up

(memphis bleek)
this one’s for the dogs with the 4-4 long
you n-ggas bust shots but you throw yours wrong (yeah)
peep game , n-ggas leaves stain when it rain
damped and won’t 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-ggas , two of the finest n-ggas
got n-ggas like d-mn where’d jay find them n-ggas
rock blocked diamonds n-ggas , that’ll blind you n-ggas
you know it’s cru love , just thought we’d remind you n-ggas

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-ggas didn’t want that i’m still where you pump at
b. sigel , m. bleek , n-ggas can’t front that
(bm)
ayo n-gga who want that , not a soul
first week, no video , went gold
bases loaded , now i’m up to bat
witness the truth , n-ggas can’t f-ck with that
(mb)
f-ck those who disagree like these streets ain’t 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-ggas don’t want it with mac , trust me
n-ggas 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-ggas get rowdy and rob

chorus

(mb)
ayo you heard the t-tle n-gga , 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-ggas
put your feet up hova , we got you n-gga

chorus

- beanie sigel lyrics

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