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BEANIE SIGEL lyrics : "Who Want What"

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


[CHORUS 2X: Beanie Mac and Memphis]
Who the $#&@ want what

Me and Bleek charmed up , with your town under siege
Diligent in the sleeve
Who the $#&@ want what

Me and Beans charmed up , got you ^!$$%s arms up
My squad be armed up


[Memphis Bleek]
This one's for the dogs with the 4-4 long
You ^!$$%s bust shots but you throw yours wrong (yeah)

Peep game , ^!$$%s leaves stain when it rain
Damped 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 basket 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 twin desert eagle no other

[BM]
Ayo we outshinin ^!$$%s , two of the finest ^!$$%s
Got ^!$$%s like damn where'd Jay find them ^!$$%s

Rock blocked diamonds ^!$$%s , that'll blind you ^!$$%s
You know it's Cru Love , just thought we'd remind you ^!$$%s


Who the $#&@ want what
Who the $#&@ want what
Who the $#&@ want what

Who the $#&@ want what
Who the $#&@ want what
Who want what

Who the $#&@ 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

^!$$%s didn't want that I'm still where you pump at
B. Sigel , M. Bleek , ^!$$%s can't front that
[BM]

Ayo ^!$$% who want that , not a soul
First week, no video , went gold
Bases loaded , now I'm up to bat

Witness the truth , ^!$$%s can't $#&@ with that
[MB]
$#&@ 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
^!$$%s don't want it with Mac , trust me
^!$$%s wanna chill , roll up , and get blunted with Mac

[MB]
A then we swerve out , blowin herb out , you heard 'bout
My 'bout it squad , ^!$$%s get rowdy and rob


[CHORUS]


[MB]
Ayo you heard the title ^!$$% , who the $#&@ want what
My bullets you get em free who the $#&@ want one

[BM]
Ayo I still throw 4, 5, 6 , upset rookies
Set up shop on 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 gat 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 ^!$$%s
Put your feet up Hova , we got you ^!$$%


[CHORUS]

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