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peedi crakk - one for peedi crack (remix) lyrics

[peedi crack]
turn my motherf-ckin’ mic up
k!llah cam, where you at, c’mon
omillio sparks, where you at c’mon
juelz santana, where the f-ck you at?

it’s not a game i’m from philly
go by the name p. prizzy mac-milly
used to be with young crizzy, in a ‘lac rollin’ on twigs
people wanna know who run with me, n0body but the bang, bang
please lord forgive, street mobiles searching the city, sing
peedi, peedi, i heard that they got you number
the alias you’ve been living under the mac goes, thhhhhhring
peedi, peddi i heard that they watch you mother
got a hit on your brother, like motherf-cker, don’t blink
crack, smack the tooth out your choopers
any wrong move, i blast the tool up on you f-ckers, wait
that’s just enough for you to follow
heavyweight rap, i spit too much for you to swallow
blap, blap, number one with a bullet
play with them guns to the fullest
your stupid -ss get, clapped, blap
about my past and my future, you disrespect me, i’ll shoot ya
treat it just like that

[cam’ron]
when i was eleven years old dog, i learned birds and bees
syzirrup please, thirteen, birds and kis
seventeen, furs and vs, premeditated, i observed and squeezed
bling, bling, look at his pinky, bling, bling
look at his ears, bling, bling, that n-gga just, bling, bling (sh-t man)
ching, ching, all these b-tches got ’em, under the wing
for zennies and perks, again he get merked, sing
peedi, peddi, it’s your n-gga named k!lla
santana, jimmy with scrilla, the taliban got guerillas
crack, crack, that’s what i sell on my block
slab a yellow the top, don’t let the metal, go, pop, pop
that n-gga dead on arrival, put his head on the sidewalk
that’ll dead all the side talk

[santana]
ch-ch-ch-yeah, bling….bling
it’s santana, whoa
i’m in the place with peedi, getting drunk
about to catch as case with peedi
this n-gga got me in the middle of philly
driving around, plus he packing, got a gun bigger than philly
ain’t no telling here, f-ck around, and catch a gun charge in delaware
peedi is crazy, bloa, but he keep my a lady
so when i’m philly, i never worry cause he keep me alayed, whoa
so i’m willing to blap, for mister peedi crack, listen to beanie mac, b-tch

[beanie sigel]
now one for peedi crack, and two for cam, three for santana
and four on the bandana, i bet the boy jam ya
run up on you with the harsh grammar, all he heard was the charge blammin’
i’ll stop your memory n-gga, put that on my death, got the memory n-gga
how could you not remember me, n-gga?
top of the city like wheel pin, bentley wheeling
made you park your wheels in, n-ggas start your wells in
death aproaching, can’t you feel the grime reaper floatin’?
closed caskets, the preacher, quoatin’
scriptures for revelation, n-ggas talking sh-t and got the devil waitin’
uh, i’m like this i got the shovel waitin’
you n-ggas took it to another level hatin’
now you facin’, the broad street bully
south street fracture, putting st-tches in your mouth, b-st-rd
yes, you heard it all from mac
n-ggas can not see me, and it’s just like that

- peedi crakk lyrics

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