I wrote this rhyme off 25 blunt drags Hear that sound leave a block hunchback Killa House, understand prick We ain't gon stop till we "Rich bitch" Holla back, Redman, Beanie Sigel
wit you if you smoke on green or sip on lean Yea whatever, click or teen, strip for a scene Nigga burn a spliff one time Say bean and swing ya big body
P, P.Crakk Cocaine B, B.Mack is back Chad, Chad what's on track? I gotta have it, shot out to my b-boy Beans And my S.P.chain gang, doin' the damn thing
Wanted, 100 miles and runnin' Through the rain and the sunnin', when them feed folks comin' Keep your head up youngin', gotta keep ya heads up youngin
Well the stars are out tonight And I got nowhere to go But my nowhere is somewhere You really don't wanna know And in the morning, I'll be at the stoplight
t have to watch Cribs to see how I was livin' Me, so blinded ain't see the Robin' Givens in you Huh, shoulda seen the Ginger in you Tried to off Beans
see me sprayed, than to see me pair fucker Or see me on the front page like Sig Or stay rolled DC with B. Sig You bitch niggaz stay PC when y'all see
you shots from the baby zoo Old game like Grady fool, propane flow flame you dudes No names don't claim ya shoes Once again it's on nigga Sigel hard
gun My blick longer that a W.I.C. line Niggaz snitch when the law come, you better run when the boy come Ring, P crack'll test his aim on you B mack
I can feel it in the air My spider senses is tinglin' Feel somethin', got my radars up Somethin' goin' on, I feel funny Can't tell me nuttin' different
Honor, trust, respect, devotion, friendship Loyalty, karma, team, us, rock, solid (I can't go on this way) The evil, damn With no union and no benefits
I'm a king My hair was knotty then Nose, snotty then Sweats, no pockets then Sweatin', no problems then Facts? Off the potty then News? Watchin' karate
soul, for my soul (For my soul, on my soul) B I G P O P P A P A C left eye J M J Please have mercy on me B I G L P U N easy E Aaliyah R.I.P Please
Mavericks Short to the point like Nash is fucking wit a savage Niggaz press they luck, get bucked like ashes Three piece suits, linen fabrics Three quarter croc, sharper than a pastor B
bust a fifth, shit I taught you how to push the whip Taught you how to suck a dick, taught you how to fluff a brick But you got more drama than a B-
have to watch Cribs to see how I was livin Me, so blinded ain't see the Robin Givens in you Huh, shoulda seen the Ginger in you Tried to off Beans like
way Wit a attitude, like - and ya don't stop Aficionado, so fashionable Wit a confident swagger, international Game so tight the girls had to go And you don't stop! [Verse - Beanie Sigel
Hook Beanie Sigel & Peedi Crack) Load it up roll up BLAT boy flat boy (flatline) Slow up all that rap 'ill get that boy clapped boy (flatline) Oh no here we go another (flatline) P crack B
