Beanie Sigel - Who Want What Lyrics
What up sigel?Huh? yeahSmash , scrape, scrape.... you know the game babyChorus 2x: beanie mac and memphisWho the ***** want whatMe and bleek charmed up , with your town under siegeDiligent in the sleeveWho the ***** want whatMe and beans charmed up , got you niggas arms upMy squad be armed up[memphis bleek]This one's for the dogs with the 4-4 longYou niggas bust shots but you throw yours wrong (yeah)Peep game , niggas leaves stain when it rainDipped and wont dry we thugs we won't cry[beanie mac]Ayo you know how we play dog , smash and scrapePull them real tools out they won't blast them eightsTrust me they start tellin who blast the weightBleek a three time felon i'ma pass the case[mb]You bout ta witness a dynasty like no otherWho flow like bleek , think , no otherWho rhyme like sigel , dog , no otherIt's roc-a-fella twins desert eagle no other[bm]Ayo we outshinin niggas , two of the finest niggasGot niggas like damn where'd jay find them niggasRock blocked diamonds niggas , then blind you niggasYou know it's cru love , just thought we'd remind you niggasWho the ***** want whatWho the ***** want whatWho the ***** want whatWho the ***** want whatWho the ***** want whatWho want whatWho the ***** want whatBeans and bleek , roc baby , don't stop[mb]Ayo i ride with the top down , high with the glock nowWar it don't stop now , memph man hot nowNiggas didn't want that i'm still where you pump atB. sigel , m. bleek , niggas can't front that[bm]Ayo nigga who want that , not a soulFirst week, no video , went goldBases loaded , now i'm up to batWitness the truth , niggas can't ***** with that[mb]***** those who disagree like these streets aint mineLike the roc don't mean somethin , glock won't lean somethin[bm]Ayo like i won't pop up in fifty shot machine somethinHit you from a half a block , infrared beam somethinNiggas don't want it with mac , trust meNiggas wanna chill , roll up , and get blunted with mac[mb]Ayo we swerve out , blowin herb out , you herb outMy bout it squad , niggas get rowdy and robChorus[mb]Ayo you heard the title nigga , who the ***** want whatMy bullets you get em free who the ***** want one[bm]Ayo i still throw 4, 5, 6 , upset rookiesSet up shop and flushin , who you can't touch him[mb]I'm still on two birds , two blunts , too hurtTwo of the biggets guns put two in your shirt[bm]You can still get two to your chestI'll show what a thug about and let them slugs spit out[mb]I'm that same cat all black crack in my palmHop off the b. franklin with gats in my palm[bm]Yo i still spit a thousand bars , still roam the resevoir with dogsI still wire your jaw[mb]And yeah i smoke weed , i don't give a you knowPop up on your block and hit it up in the hugo[bm]To the streets all over , we spot you niggasPut your feet up hova , we got you niggaChorus
