Beanie Sigel - Who Want What Lyrics
Beanie Sigel Lyrics
Who Want What Lyrics
What up Sigel?
Huh? Yeah
Smash , scrape, scrape.... 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 niggas arms up
My squad be armed up
[Memphis Bleek]
This one's for the dogs with the 4-4 long
You niggas bust shots but you throw yours wrong (yeah)
Peep game , niggas 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 scrape
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 niggas , two of the finest niggas
Got niggas like damn where'd Jay find them niggas
Rock blocked diamonds niggas , that'll blind you niggas
You know it's Cru Love , just thought we'd remind you niggas
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
Niggas didn't want that I'm still where you pump at
B. Sigel , M. Bleek , niggas can't front that
[BM]
Ayo nigga who want that , not a soul
First week, no video , went gold
Bases loaded , now I'm up to bat
Witness the truth , niggas 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
Niggas don't want it with Mac , trust me
Niggas 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 , niggas get rowdy and rob
[CHORUS]
[MB]
Ayo you heard the title nigga , 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 niggas
Put your feet up Hova , we got you nigga
[CHORUS]
Huh? Yeah
Smash , scrape, scrape.... 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 niggas arms up
My squad be armed up
[Memphis Bleek]
This one's for the dogs with the 4-4 long
You niggas bust shots but you throw yours wrong (yeah)
Peep game , niggas 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 scrape
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 niggas , two of the finest niggas
Got niggas like damn where'd Jay find them niggas
Rock blocked diamonds niggas , that'll blind you niggas
You know it's Cru Love , just thought we'd remind you niggas
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
Niggas didn't want that I'm still where you pump at
B. Sigel , M. Bleek , niggas can't front that
[BM]
Ayo nigga who want that , not a soul
First week, no video , went gold
Bases loaded , now I'm up to bat
Witness the truth , niggas 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
Niggas don't want it with Mac , trust me
Niggas 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 , niggas get rowdy and rob
[CHORUS]
[MB]
Ayo you heard the title nigga , 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 niggas
Put your feet up Hova , we got you nigga
[CHORUS]
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