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Beanie Sigel F/ Memphis Bleek Miscellaneous Who Want What 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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