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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
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feat. Rick Ross & Beanie Sigel Intro Rick Ross. You know we got em. 45s, machine guns, heavy artillery. We got those grenades on your ass, nigga. Boss. Black Wall Street. I'm in that
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(feat. Rihanna). . Memphis Bleek Intro. Uh, yeah. . The boy Extra. We right back at it like we left somethin' knaw'mean?. It's the roc, since 9-6, you know we get busy. Got the young lady by
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. Boy, let me hold it down though, yo Let the hood know, that Bleek ain't changed. Anywhere in the world, I don't tuck the chain. And I walk like, yeah, I need the cane. But dawg, that's the shorty
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, 2003 * muthafucka You know what I'm sayin', Dirt McGirt, muthafucka. Dirt McGirt, muthafucka, Beanie Sigel, muthafucka. Beanie Sigel, nigga, better get down and lay down. State Property
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waiter Welcome to the Shark Bar, do you have reservations?. Foxy Yeah, two for Brown. waiter Right this way. man Reservations?. Foxy Ahahahah Foxy Baby. man Yo whattup?. Foxy We need to talk
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flame you dudes. No names don't claim ya shoes Once again it's on nigga. Sigel hard like corn liquor. I take you out this world like you was born nigga. Butt-naked, covered in blood, gaspin' for air
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Foxy Brown. Remix. Baby. Boss, I see you there!. I see you Mike! I see you Roy!. Keep your hands up nigga keep fightin. Baby. Mami, boss nigga, boss bitch. Boss whips with boss chips. Drive
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Bridge. If you could look at me now. . Beanie Sigel. Verse. My hair was knotty then. Nose- snotty then. Sweats, no pockets then. Sweatin', no problems then. Facts? Off the potty then. News
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' slugs. Bleek to black sheep mami, now pick it up Hey, back to gettin' money, keep it gully, where my niggaz at?. Stuntin' its nothin', I'm pushin' somethin' new every day. Back on the grind, keep easy
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Memphis Bleek. Ayo Roc-A-Fella Records runnin the streets wreckless. Get Low the future you gotta respect it. The hood's still in back of me, guns still beside of me. Still for the street, hoes
