ugh ughh yeah this is beanie sigel that philly cat who ain t with that silly rap put your weight up not your hate up niggas y all know how i play quiet towns and tie em down haters wonderin how i got a position with roc cuz i listen to the lox and i listen then watch while you still sittin in spots ditchin the cops i m in the porsche box with fox glistenin watch war steel gray lexus gs 4 desert eagle metal in the door pedal to the floor i m routin down south for my aim is to score eight cylinder screamin fuck the law got a tank full of gas trunk full of cash hammers in the stash scanners in the dash radar detectors troopers can t find us we bubble down atl and hit the linas then get clubbed with some dirty south thugs go all out thugs go in your house thugs talk shit put blood in your mouth thugs 36 south stuck stay on route thugs you know how mac play quiet town tie it down i supply it now by the pound might front you a q if you buy a pound if you didn t try it then why would you try it now think cause mac rap i wouldn t fire a round into your crown i lay you down and retire you clown and i clap niggas nap niggas in the dirt pat pat with the deuce deuce it ll work bitch ass niggas wearin thongs and skirts catch em early in the mornin while they goin to work see you pretty motherfuckers stay stuck in the mirror and you weak ass niggas only bust out of fear i know y all softer than them feathers that they stuff in a bear i pack two barettas never bust in the air twist your shit back spit til my gat sits back pack four pieces like a kit kat heh get that cop cris by the six pack range rov dot six that benz coupe drop six that buggy eye seven come out shit took the six back switch the double r the double r s are gotta get that you see how we play pop cris on the e way soakin the seat gettin drunk with bleek or the shark bar grilled salmon poppin dom p while you chicken when you chasin your high with hot tea niggas flashin back money like it s they money slap 500 on back of a three twenty i m bringin it to any nigga tryin to shoot games with them bullshit buggy eyed kits and cds check it out yo yo well i m a lil nigga don t speak i tote heat here to shut down your whole operation on the street bleek you know niggas just had to recruit this my flow drool out like a old nigga toothless who would believe they pump bleek with ritalin too hyped up but weed calm my adrenaline broke day on the strip sk in the crib hundred crack viles playin the bench nickel nine gleam like it s armor all d up my squad be armed up gotcha niggas arms up who the fuck want what me and bean s trumped up witcha town under siege dillinger in the sleeve if my gun jam you niggas ll squeeze on me you niggas them cats that ll call d s on me i m on on my off game need a stadium for in stores floss chains and i pimp whores stay smoked out shirt be poked out with the snub nosed eight six to jump out you eat what you spit motherfucker die clean for you actin tough cats but in your heart you serene i read your body languo you off balance and don t wanna mangle you want a challenge get it brought to from every angle this shit ll slow em down i bet that your up front dough and your six bet that motherfucker  sassy fox some brick money cop me a drop you know how i run it 600 glassy top rock the light gray wrist shit flash them rocks the red the yellow the green causin traffic stops bitch please never freeze gonna blast the glock then i show a little cleave and breeze past the cops you talk slick but suck dick for money in y all hand i m like bitch i got more money than your man while you get your knees scraped up cum all on your glands shit i m in the v twiz ballin on you tramps y all hoes greasy so i keep the bitch easy rookie fuck you know about glocks and pock books you know na na rock that shit pra da that shit es ca that shit dolce gabba that shit hollow points top that shit fuck you tryin to aim pop that shit yeah nigga fox got that shit you see the ice wrist shit can you cop that shit chenille crocodile and ostrich shit whoa you know my style i be spendin they cash and i ll show their little dick some celebrity ass and get em a brick i know what style to get them niggas shit real well fuck i let em live and lick the tip of my shit to remind em of some rose petals candles and shit or some hydro like the nigga grew a plant in my shit so that s what it is that s why them hoes mad at my shit see my whilin in the four six stylin on they bum ass goddess mc y all bitches is little foxes i see my girls frontin tossin they little watches cris i pops it fuckin a nigga topless cats i fouls on hoes i styles on nigga wear y all out then air y all out over here hustle from where clear all out shit greyhound bitch stay down bitch and y all know jigga sent me here to lay down shit i will spray y all niggas will waste y all niggas cause i fucked the nigga and paid y all niggas shit what the fuck