For My Niggaz - Beanie Sigel feat Daz Dillinger

Ayo! Light that sh_t the f_ck up man!

Y'all n_ggas get ready to get high!

What we doin in here y'all, huh?
Everybody partyin, smokin, bullsh_ttin
Drinkin, c'mon

This for my n_ggas on the east coast rollin
Tinted up Suburban, in the streets swervin
All my n_ggas in the street wit caine
Muh'f_cka which street you claim? Put your glock up
This is for my n_ggas on the west coast bouncin
Six-four rollin, three wheel motion
All my dogs on the block just loc'n
N_gga put your rag up, playa put your flag up

[Verse 1]
B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin sh_t again
I'm in the club with the fifth again
West coast n_ggas sippin gin
East coast n_ggas Belvedere, cranberry n_gga mix it in
I'm in the back where it's dark as hell
Sh_t you know me, VIP, n_gga spark the L
And I come to roll a ounce or more, bounce wit whores
Sh_t all my n_ggas strapped what all the bouncers for
Whether deuce or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get them b_tches, get that cash
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them spokes
I'ma, push that chicken, get that coke
I'ma, rock them d_ckies, Air Force Ones
Til the, feds come get me air out guns
From the, P H I LL Y, to the, L B C to C P T, uh


[Verse 2]
I'm on the block til the pack get sold
Don't pack just roll
Hit L.A. like Shaq and Kob'
N_gga please, got trees Aculpulco gold
Got connects with the heat got the gats on hold
All my n_ggas vatos locos holmes ese's
SA's with SK's a f_ck if the cops come holmes
That's right f_ck coppers holmes
We bust choppers holmes
We on the block sent them choppers on
Twenty n_ggas wit they khaki's creased
That'll clap police, that sling crack on the back of streets
Or twenty n_ggas on the back of blocks
That sling caps and rocks, who won't hesitate to clap the cops
Whether I, push the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, then they get dropped off
From pickin up b_tches, hittin switches
St Ives to Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo


[Verse 3]
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck tails
Say f_ck they PD's and duck jail
Rock wife beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top b_tton b_ttoned, ready to buck somethin
You f_ckin wit a gangsta rookie
Don't gangsta lookie
Shoot up your feet make you gangsta boogie
Shoot up your jeep if you gangsta look me
What you think this sweet? What you eat, n_gga gangsta cookies?
Call state to the Staples Center
The four quake'll put staples in ya
N_gga zip up your stomach
Rip up your younguns, make you pay to get 'em
That's how we play to get 'em, never pay for pigeons
Whether I, push the truck to pick up clucks
To get they feathers knocked off, then they get dropped off
From pickin up b_tches, hittin switches
St Ives and Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo


Yeah, (I make 'em walk)
Beanie Sigel and that n_gga Daz Dillinger (and Kurupt)
Dogg Pound Roc La Familia (Dogg Pound)
For life, do it like that, put your hands up!
Make them switches bounce n_gga
California put your hands up n_gga
Jump over the moon, I wanna hear the gate start to twitchin n_gga
Don't play no games fool
And walk on 'em, yeah, and walk on 'em
Uh, and make 'em walk, yeah, my n_gga Beans...
Bouncin, bouncin...

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