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[Beanie Mac]
Stop, chill, relax, and let this nigga Sigel flow
I know you can t believe the flow, you can t cope I flow dope
Like a key ya blow
You like naw, Beans, same nigga from 21st and Sigel street
When it s beef people let them desert eagle speak
So whoever, wherever I don t care where we meet
Stop, chill, don t talk shit sideways outta your mouth
I will slap spit sideways outta your mouth
Bitch niggas talk indirect it don t matter
When you got snitch niggas right in your set
That s why I know where you niggas sling coke and pump D at
Same spot that you liable to see me at
Gun and a mask, one in the stash where the seed at
Stop, all my young bucks huggin the block
Stop puttin drugs in your sock
You makin it easy for the cops to catch you
They hooked to that stash and that trash and that bag of pretzels
You gotta hustle smarter than that
Cop coke harder than that, keep your dough apart from your crack
Keep a stash in the dark for the trap
Man you never know when the narks gon launch an attack

HOOK: repeat 2X

Stop, I know you cats livin a lie
You niggas rats you aint willin to die
Chill, I spit it for my niggas keepin it street
Keepin they steel, all my niggas keepin it real

It s still vex in the game tryin na earn respect
I got the best of out and y all aint heard shit yet
You can shuffle up the cards I ma learn the deck
When I do the game is mine, man I m aimin high
Niggas talk about guns don t be carryin none
Every two hammers I cock I m buryin one
I ma dress in all stash this year, whenever I m near
From the First Union, to Madison Square
Stop, chill, cuz I know y all niggas like Mac fuckin that track
Let me show you somethin dog it aint nothin for Mac
It come all natural like I m bustin my gat
Or I m stuck in a spot crushin the crack
Got ice in a pot, fluffin the crack
Takin backs to the block so don t stuff in them packs
Doin life on the Roc aint nothin fuckin with that
Me, jail, dog, you can put me under the ground
Where I m from all my niggas they from under the ground
You can hear us when we come it s a thunderous sound
Trees, stompin, Roc jeans and a bunch of white T troopers
Stay on post with they toast and they like to shoot you
Philly cats no rack, big guns and Sumas

HOOK 2X

Tekst :

I ll do a bid lose a rib bust a cap trust in that run up in heaven doors to
trade my life in for yours leave a steak up out the door me costa sue costa
just remmeber to turn the lights on in the hall my brother from another pop
minus one shot we runing with g money man we all we got from the coop to the
stoop the big dudes stoping us from playing hoops in us getting mad throwing
rocks off the roof straight thuggin man thought we would never progress but
look at us now man shit we young excets my nigga big my nigga dam my nigga godi
we keep body for whats ever rigth for the world no matter how pretty she is you
never liking my girl thats how we run when you aint around i spank your son
give him a nine if you do die i keep him like mine god forbid you keep this in
mind my nigga

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feat. Kurupt
[Beanie Sigel]
(Yo) Who wanna fuck wit , the fat boy of the roc?
(blldddttt) stick em, ha, another victim
Mac pullin capers again
Fuck with that money paper then
Light as a rock, gonna light up the block
Don t believe in cases, goin all out
Paintin faces, switch my picture, like tradin places
For that money what?
Everybody hands up, or hands down money tucked
I flip the money trucks, money I don t give a fuck
Ay money, shut the fuck up
It s only a stickup
You don t stand a chance, give it quick up
You bout to turn into an avalance pickup
Enough with the cocky stuff, fuck all that stocky stuff
Don t get smacked like a hockey puck
I ain t wit that rocky stuff
I m strapped got this gat (Blah blah blah blah)
What?

[Chorus Kurupt and Beanie 2x]
Gangsta gangsta, tell me how you do it
It seems so simple, like there was nothing to it
One more time 1 deuce, everybody hands up
Or hands down money tucked

[Beanie Sigel]
I m on fire like a molotov cocktail
I m high off them cocktails
Dangerous gone broke, my aim is no joke
Duct taped, roped, strangle your folks
Box cut across the throat (nope)
Bang the four till it s broke
Prey on niggas in a circlular pattern
Catch you playin craps, car in reverse
I m circlin back
Man I stay up in them dice games, fuck a ice chain
A Ice ring, I m tryin to come up on some nice change
Incase a nigga might swing, they gets a might thang
Pull out the right thang, show em it s a spike thang
Make you do the right thing, like a Spike Lee joint
Bang that pussy and his right knee joint
You get the sergeant and cap couldn t tell mack (freeze)
I m like a rat dodgin traps when it come to the cheeze
Backwards wrapped my trough
Wont hesitate to clap ya folks
I m on tilt like a rapid (?)

[Chorus 2x]

[Beanie Sigel]
Back now nigga, all black down nigga
Mack now, loaded up wit black towns nigga
Frontline, clap down, backround niggas
One nine clap crowns, and smack down niggas
Keep rope to hogtie you pork ass niggas
Stuffin the boot to shoot hoops you sports ass nigga
Wouldn t shoot a game of pool
8-ball in the corner pocket, stop it
You niggas flippin Guess jeans profit
Disrespectin eskell, expectin to sell
You got seeds in ya weed, disrespectin the L
Don t got 20 s on ya wheels disrespectin the car
You burnin rubber and that squad, disrespectin the tar
You niggas wore ass backwards, vessinal gat
Same thing with your hustle, rustled and packed
The ball back on missions
Drop the east the mack more vicious
Back to snatch or crack off dishes

[Chorus 2x][Beanie Sigel]
(Yo) Who wanna fuck wit , the fat boy of the roc?
(blldddttt) stick em, ha, another victim
Mac pullin capers again
Fuck with that money paper then
Light as a rock, gonna light up the block
Don t believe in cases, goin all out
Paintin faces, switch my picture, like tradin places
For that money what?
Everybody hands up, or hands down money tucked
I flip the money trucks, money I don t give a fuck
Ay money, shut the fuck up
It s only a stickup
You don t stand a chance, give it quick up
You bout to turn into an avalance pickup
Enough with the cocky stuff, fuck all that stocky stuff
Don t get smacked like a hockey puck
I ain t wit that rocky stuff
I m strapped got this gat (Blah blah blah blah)
What?

[Chorus Kurupt and Beanie 2x]
Gangsta gangsta, tell me how you do it
It seems so simple, like there was nothing to it
One more time 1 deuce, everybody hands up
Or hands down money tucked

[Beanie Sigel]
I m on fire like a molotov cocktail
I m high off them cocktails
Dangerous gone broke, my aim is no joke
Duct taped, roped, strangle your folks
Box cut across the throat (nope)
Bang the four till it s broke
Prey on niggas in a circlular pattern
Catch you playin craps, car in reverse
I m circlin back
Man I stay up in them dice games, fuck a ice chain
A Ice ring, I m tryin to come up on some nice change
Incase a nigga might swing, they gets a might thang
Pull out the right thang, show em it s a spike thang
Make you do the right thing, like a Spike Lee joint
Bang that pussy and his right knee joint
You get the sergeant and cap couldn t tell mack (freeze)
I m like a rat dodgin traps when it come to the cheeze
Backwards wrapped my trough
Wont hesitate to clap ya folks
I m on tilt like a rapid (?)

[Chorus 2x]

[Beanie Sigel]
Back now nigga, all black down nigga
Mack now, loaded up wit black towns nigga
Frontline, clap down, backround niggas
One nine clap crowns, and smack down niggas
Keep rope to hogtie you pork ass niggas
Stuffin the boot to shoot hoops you sports ass nigga
Wouldn t shoot a game of pool
8-ball in the corner pocket, stop it
You niggas flippin Guess jeans profit
Disrespectin eskell, expectin to sell
You got seeds in ya weed, disrespectin the L
Don t got 20 s on ya wheels disrespectin the car
You burnin rubber and that squad, disrespectin the tar
You niggas wore ass backwards, vessinal gat
Same thing with your hustle, rustled and packed
The ball back on missions
Drop the east the mack more vicious
Back to snatch or crack off dishes

[Chorus 2x]

Will I ever be Olympia?
Will I ever be a girl like her?
Will I ever have to say the word
And instantly I ll be adored?
Could I ever deign to have the look
Instead of have to read a book?
Will I ever be Olympia?
Will I ever...

Reasoning poison in the vein
Chasing the dragon who s frying your brain
The shit that once gave you the high
Now controls your escape from proverbial cloud nine
Sad dependency - Brainfried society
Mindsnare
All essence of being turmoil
Your white powder...

When a menthol hit, hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes,
Like a transmission, on an empty channel, all lines are closed.
Taking photographs, speaking slowly through the permanent waves
The taste in her mouth that she read about earlier today

This is happening for your pleasure, at your leisure
Use your evil, when...

On le sait depuis longtemps
Le chagrin ne dure qu un temps,
On le dit de temps en temps :
Après la pluie le beau temps.

{Refrain:}
Mais un jour sur deux il pleut,
Deux jours sur trois il fait froid,
Si...

Valentines and those butterflies
Gets me all messed up inside
Got me feelin like a kid again
Woah I m even runnin round tellin all my friends

Now every day has a reason
And every night is the real thing woah

*Chorus*
Girl you make...