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Beanie Sigel – Who Want What Lyrics

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Featuring Memphis Bleek

What up Sigel? Huh? Yeah
Smash, scrape, scrape, you know the game baby

Who the fck want what, me and Bleek charmed up
With your town under siege diligent in the sleeve
Who the fck want what, me and Beans charmed up
Got you niggas arms up my squad be armed up

Who the fck want what, me and Bleek charmed up
With your town under siege diligent in the sleeve
Who the fck want what, me and Beans charmed up
Got you niggas arms up my squad be armed up

This ones for the dogs with the 4-4 long
You niggas bust shots but you throw yours wrong
Peep game, niggas leaves stain when it rain
Damped and wont dry we thugs we wont cry
Ayo you know how we play dog, smash and scrape
Pull them real tools out they wont blast them eights
Trust me they start tellin who blast the weight
Bleek a three time felon Imma basket case

You bout to witness a dynasty like no other
Who flow like Bleek, think, no other
Who rhyme like Sigel, dog, no other
Its Roc-a-Fella twin desert eagle no other
Ayo we outshinin niggas, two of the finest niggas
Got niggas like damn whered Jay find them niggas
Rock blocked diamonds niggas, thatll blind you niggas
You know its Cru Love, just thought wed remind you niggas

Who the fck want what, who the fck want what
Who the fck want what, who the fck want what
Who the fck want what, who want what
Who the fck want what
Beans and Bleek, Roc baby, dont stop

Ayo I ride with the top down, high with the glock now
War it dont stop now, Memph man hot now
Niggas didnt want that Im still where you pump at
B. Sigel, M. Bleek, niggas cant front that
Ayo nigga who want that, not a soul
First week, no video, went gold bases loaded, now Im up to bat
Witness the truth, niggas cant fck with that

fck those who disagree like these streets aint mine
Like the Roc dont mean somethin, glock wont lean somethin

Ayo like I wont pop up in fifty shot machine somethin
Hit you from a half a block, infrared beam somethin
Niggas dont want it with Mac, trust me
Niggas wanna chill, roll up, and get blunted with Mac
A then we swerve out, blowin herb out, you heard bout
My bout it squad, niggas get rowdy and rob

Who the fck want what, me and Bleek charmed up
With your town under siege diligent in the sleeve
Who the fck want what, me and Beans charmed up
Got you niggas arms up my squad be armed up

Who the fck want what, me and Bleek charmed up
With your town under siege diligent in the sleeve
Who the fck want what, me and Beans charmed up
Got you niggas arms up my squad be armed up

Ayo you heard the title nigga, who the fck want what
My bullets you get em free who the fck want one
Ayo I still throw 4, 5, 6, upset rookies
Set up shop on Flushin, who you cant touch him
Im still on two birds, two blunts, too hurt
Two of the biggest guns put two in your shirt
You can still get two to your chest

Ill show you what a thug about and let them slugs spit out
Im that same cat all black crack in my palm
Hop off the B. Franklin with gat in my palm
Yo I still spit a thousand bars, still roam the reservoir with dogs
I still wire your jaw and yeah I smoke weed, I dont give a you know
Pop up on your block and hit it up in the Hugo
To the streets all over, we spot you niggas
Put your feet up Hova, we got you nigga

Who the fck want what, me and Bleek charmed up
With your town under siege diligent in the sleeve
Who the fck want what, me and Beans charmed up
Got you niggas arms up my squad be armed up

Who the fck want what, me and Bleek charmed up
With your town under siege diligent in the sleeve
Who the fck want what, me and Beans charmed up
Got you niggas arms up my squad be armed up

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