Beanie Sigel - Guess Who's Back (Mac Bitch) * текст песни

* first single

Uhh! Uhh! Uhh! word up! Uhh! Uhh! Uhh! the reason! yeah!
Guess who's back...mack bitch

(verse 1)
I move blocks in pounds
I move out with small blocks from towns
Move out with smalll glocks and pounds
And I take everything to the table bag and rock it down
Fuck who watching now
The neighbours they park it now
Fuck you haters cops some pockets now
When it comes to coke you cant outwit me
Mine's cheap, I'm bout to take over the city of philly like John Street
Niggas ask all your fiends, they call me Chef R your Beans
Beanie crocker, cook coke proper
Right amount of flour sniffing it up
Coke spots running bout the hour shifting it up
Graveyard shifts move packs in bundles
Braveheart kids use gats dont rumble
Gorilla nigga ace in this concrete jungle
Banana clips gonna make you monkeys stumble

(chorus)
BEANIEEEEEEEE! Sigel was the name that they gave me (2x)
BEANIEEEEEEEE! (2x) Sigel was the name that they gave me
BEANIEEEEEEEE!
Yeah! but guess whos back

(verse 2)
Mack Bitch! Uh! Huh!
Back in the mix of the scuffle
I'm in the hood with them chicks like ruffles
Box 'em in, free or lay for that free dough, box them, you will lay
Nigga I'm not playing
Listen, whether I make cash or take cash
I'm in the hood eating with my dogg like when we breakfast
Beans on the hood in the wheel in the brake pads
Yeah when I skate past bitches shake ass
I sit 4 30 deep in wheels 'bout 4 30 cheap in wheels
Small benz
Look at your small rims, small wheel, small grill
Big bean sitting in bentley my heart peels
Scan through the 60 so quickly how u want it
You can have it
Drop top, stick shift, automatic
Backwards still smoking
64 still rolling, 3 wheel motion
Its verocious

(chorus 2x)

(verse 3)
Aiyyo
On the low though (shh!)
The whole city is mine
I'm trying to flood the whole city wit' dymes (yeah)
I'm in the kitchen yeah, with that vision wear
Get them digits clear you can come and get the pigeons here
Niggas talk about the crack aint flow, that bullshit!
He used to hustle when the rap game showed up
While ur wasting your time spitting the rhymes
I end up getting mine spitting a rhyme
But I'm still pitching them dymes
And the spot still sick wit' da grime
Glock 26 nigga but I'm sick wit' da nine
I'm lime with da pound, small silencer timeless sound
Stick with the seven strickly smith with the seven (shit)
When I drop back and cock back
And pop that, I'm popping for keeps
I'm not getting stuck back
Imagine that a nigga trying to rob mack
Only nigga that did it was J
And he did it when I signed the contract

(chorus 2x)