Текст песни Beanie Sigel and Rell - State Property Soundtrack
Beanie Sigel and Rell - State Property Soundtrack слова песни
* send corrections to the typist[Beanie Sigel Talking]Somebody`s burnin close to the groundI been here before,but I aint gone lay downnaw, naw you suckas, i aint gone lay down[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]Uh aiyoa I walks like a pimp, spark wit this mackClick lock aint a smith you tell from this gatYou fuck around and lose a leg or somethinI laser somethin I`m a predatorMake me Schwarzennegger somethingYou niggas talkin bout a dolla aint a thingI got da blocks boilin move oils like BabylonI move work in and out da Tri-State All doubles don`t supply weightAll bureaus five eightsYeah, I`m in and out of stateI touched alot of statesAnd yeah my plate touched alot steaksAnd you crumbs can`t supply a cakeAnd cake don`t make crumbs it`s trueDo da knowledge waitI`m try to school you to some game younginBut you nuckle head lame younginSwear you know the game younginSwear we move on the same train younginI`m on a different trackI`m the conductor yall niggas rats[Rell: Chorus Sung]Yall niggas don`t realize [uh uh]What it takes to make this doeThere`s no mothafuckin way that I [we eatin nigga]Can show you how we rollWish yall realized [get meal, get a free lunch ticket or somethin]What it takes to make this creamThings I`m makin wit my teamSo simple as it seems[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]Yall niggas fuckin wit that bake and that come backAnd always got a story like wait, I`ma come backSometimes you gotta go away to make a come backAnd those that know when they go don`t even come backMy nails dirty I aint sit on my handsScale dirty i aint sit on no gramsJail worthy got dat shit my assMan, hustlin all inside of meI cop a spot, pop them numbers like the lotteryKeep my luck sevens, big fours right beside of meNot pick six keep hollows right beside of meIn case them numbers on them balls jump aroundI gotta make them boys come to town and dumb aroundYou mufackas betta buckle downBefore I buckle downNaw nigga we can`t knuckle now We past dat we on another levelLike blast dat, body bag, casket, nother shevel[Rell: Chorus Sung][Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]I sold it allI even broke them niggas on the diceBucked them niggas who was niceBroke em allYou used to pop willies on the blockNow you pop willy on the blockSo where da rawMy attitude like the state of MissouriCan I relate to you storyNiggas nawYou talkin to the wrong oneNigga I`m a strong gunWalked in this game But I`m in it for the long runTill the lord comeI`m a get it till it`s all done[Rell:Chorus Sung Until Instrumental and fade out]