Beanie Sigel Lyrics

Beanie Sigel Lyrics

"Who Want What Lyrics"

Dreams Lyrics
Oh my life Is changing everyday In every possible way And Oh my dreams It's never quiet as it seems Never quiet as it seems I know I've felt like this before But now I'm feeling it even more Because it came from you And then I open up and see The person falling here is me A different way to be La I want more (impossible to ignore) I w

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
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 bo
Don't Keep Me Lonely Too Long Lyrics
DON'T KEEP ME LONELY TOO LONG (Melba Montgomery) « © '66 Glad Music » It sure gets lonely alone no one to talk to alone Nights sure get longer since you've gone don't leave me lonely too long I need your arms to hold me and hear you say you need me Don't let me live on dreams alone don't keep me lonely too long Mem'ries are bad for one so lonely My tortured hea
ut 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 niggas , two of the finest niggas
Got niggas like damn where'd Jay find them niggas
Rock blocked diamonds niggas , that'll 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 a
Lessons From What's Poor Lyrics
When i go Follow my brother He's got the blood of father and mother And he has a spirit that's even mightier And if i hunger, See that i do Bring me water, Bring me food And fill me up with things that are true, And very good And if you want to, Touch my wrist With the hands That i have kissed And hold my cuffs So strong in your f

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]
A then we swerve out , blowin herb out , you heard 'bout
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 g
Voicez With Judge D Lyrics
Judge ft Tech N9ne - Voices Chorus x2 i hear these voices in my head and they don't like you these demons fly around bed Telling me to take your life... Judge D: I don't know if it's the evil in me *cha cha cha cha* I don't know if it's the demon in me *cha cha cha cha* I don't know if it's an angel in the night telling me that god said you des
t em free who the fuck 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 niggas
Put your feet up Hova , we got you nigga

CHORUS