Beanie Sigel - Beanie (Mack B****)Lyrics

You know my name, bitch Uh yeah, hold up The streets gave me heat, and the Eagle was the thing that they gave me It's the rap guerilla that still clap, fucker Yeah, guess who's back? Mack, bitch, I move blocks and pounds I move out with small blocks from towns Move out with small glocks and pounds (uh-huh) And I take everything to the table bag and rock it down Fuck who watchin' now, the neighbors, they in pocket now Fuck you haters cop some pocket now When it come to coke you cant outwit me, mine cheap Bout to take over the city of Philly like John Street Nigga ask all y'all fiends, they call me Chef Boyar-Beans Beanie Crocker, cook coke proper Right amount of flour siffin' it up Coke spots runnin' by the hour shiftin' it up Graveyard shifts, move packs in bundles Braveheart kids, use gats don't rumble Gorilla niggas goin' ape in this concrete jungle Banana clips'll make them monkeys humble [Chorus] Beanie! Sigel was the name that they gave me Beanie! Sigel was the name that they gave me Beanie, Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me Beanie! Yeah, but guess who back It's Mack, bitch uh-huh, back in the mix or the scuffle I'm in the hood with them chips like Ruffles Boxman, Frito Lay, for that free dough boxin' You will lay, nigga I'm not playin' Listen, whether I make cash or take cash I'm in the hood eatin' with my dog like when we break-fast B's on the hood and the wheel and the brake pad Shit when I skate past, bitches shake ass I sit four-thirty deep in wheels You bout, four-thirty cheap in wheels, small Benz Look at your small rims, small wheel, small grill Big Beans, sittin' in Bentley my heart peels Zero to sixty so quickly how you want it? You can have it Drop top, stick shift, automatic Back wheels still smokin' 64 still rolling, 3 wheel motion, it's ferocious [Chorus] Mack, hey yo On the low doe (shh!) the whole city is mine I'm trying to flood the whole city with dimes (yeah) I'm in the kitchen yeah, with that vision wear Get them digits clear you can come and get them pigeons here Niggas talk about the crack game slowed up, bullshit You switch to hustle when the rap game showed up (uh-huh) While you wastin' your time spittin' the rhymes I'm gettin' mine spittin' them rhymes, but still pitchin' them dimes And the spot still sick with da grime Glock 26 nigga but I'm sicker than nine I'm live with the pound, small silencer calmin' the sound Stick with the seven, strickly smith with the seven (shit) When I drop back and cock back And pop that, I'm poppin' for keeps I'm not gettin' stopped in the streets Imagine that a nigga tryin' to rock Mack Only nigga did it was Jay and he did it when I signed the contract [Chorus: x2]