Beanie Sigel For My Niggas Lyrics

(feat. Daz Dillinger)

Ayo! Light that s___ the f___ up man!

[Daz]
Y'all n____s get ready to get high!

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

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

[Verse 1]
B Mack in the mix again, I'm startin s___ again
I'm in the club with the fifth again
West coast n____s sippin gin
East coast n____s Belvedere, cranberry n____ mix it in
I'm in the back where it's dark as hell
s___ you know me, VIP, n____ spark the L
And I come to roll a ounce or more, bounce wit w____s
s___ all my n____s strapped what all the bouncers for
Whether deuce or Sig on Crenshaw Ave
I'ma, get them b____es, get that cash
I'ma, hit them switches, lift them spokes
I'ma, push that chicken, get that c__e
I'ma, rock them d___ies, 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

[HOOK]

[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____ please, got trees Aculpulco gold
Got connects with the heat got the gats on hold
All my n____s vatos locos holmes ese's
SA's with SK's a f___ if the cops come holmes
That's right f___ coppers holmes
We bust choppers holmes
We on the block sent them choppers on
Twenty n____s wit they khaki's creased
That'll clap police, that sling crack on the back of streets
Or twenty n____s 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____es, hittin switches
St Ives to Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo

[HOOK]

[Verse 3]
All my playas who rock tan trees and chuck tails
Say f___ they PD's and duck jail
Rock wife beaters with the plaided shirts
Only top b___on b___oned, ready to buck somethin
You f___in 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____ gangsta cookies?
Call state to the Staples Center
The four quake'll put staples in ya
n____ 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____es, hittin switches
St Ives and Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo

[HOOK 2X]

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