Who Want What Lyrics by Beanie Sigel

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 fuck want what
    Me and bleek charmed up , with your town under siege
    Diligent in the sleeve
    Who the fuck 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
    Dipped 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 pass the 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 twins 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 , then blind you niggas
    You know it's cru love , just thought we'd remind you niggas

    Who the fuck want what
    Who the fuck want what
    Who the fuck want what
    Who the fuck want what
    Who the fuck want what
    Who want what
    Who the fuck 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 fuck with that
    [mb]
    Fuck 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]
    Ayo we swerve out , blowin herb out , you herb out
    My bout it squad , niggas get rowdy and rob

    Chorus

    [mb]
    Ayo you heard the title nigga , who the fuck want what
    My bullets you get em free who the fuck want one
    [bm]
    Ayo i still throw 4, 5, 6 , upset rookies
    Set up shop and 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 gats 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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