niggas and hoes The first time you sniff it, it might hurt your nose But only the strong survive and that's how life goes That's just the life we choose Sigel Sigel
sealed) (What your life like) (What your life like nigga) (What your life like) (Tell me what your life like) Verse 1 Niggas wanna know if Beanie Sigel
What up Sigel? Huh? Yeah Smash, scrape, scrape, you know the game baby Who the fuck want what, me and Bleek charmed up With your town under siege diligent
too You need a fire engineer when I lay this blaze I melt down cracks that's real to save Hit the studio , jars of dro , bars to blow B. Sigel with that
Please have mercy on me, have mercy on me (On me) Please have mercy on me, please have mercy on me (On me, mercy, have mercy on me) I'm tryin' to climb
Ma, I think it's safe to say You ain't seen a playa lay this way Or playa game this way Wit a attitude like and ya don't stop Aficionado, so fashionable
Oh Daddy, you know you make me cry How can you love me? I can't understand why Oh Daddy, you know you make me cry How can you love me? I can't understand
Ho, ho Bounce Holla Bounce, bounce, bounce It's B. Sig in the place with Young Free And I got what it takes to rock the mic right Still watch what you
Think it's a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out 'Cause you're fuckin' with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it'
Get that dough, still huggin' the strip Get that dough, get the dough nigga Uhh uhh, sig' get that dough Uhh yo, uhh yo get that dough I'm sick of niggaz
deep, in four or five jeeps, we came to wild You know how it get in the club See me V.I.P., rollin up trees, we came to get high Beanie Sigs baby, y
your ass get lost, only thing I'm gonna pay for is to be the boss Can't see me giving no skee's my cheese Tell 'em like they tell Bean's, I got four
When I was five years old, I realized it was a road But at the end, I ain't seen lots of pots of gold I seen a long cell block, the box, the hold Six
For the record y'all, uh, huh I know you hear me For the record y'all Dynasty, album, track sixteen, listeners fret I can't take back that sixteen The
See the gleam on the glock, know the beam on top Get shot, popped, and drop, yo the team is the rock As I glance at Mack, A K A B.Sigel Know we comin
Court casin', third felony facin', no probation My heart racin' like a blunt lacin' Hennessy and malt liquor chasin' My gemstar scarrin' niggaz faces
B-Sieg in this motherfucker holla at ya boy, yeahhh Beat novacane, AKA Mr. Miami, AKA get the fuckin job done [Beanie Sigel] Yeah.. When I cop it's 4
club All of the above [Beanie Sigel (R. Kelly):] Yes, yes! (All the above) Uhh (ohh-oh-ohh, all the above) Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh) [Beanie Sigel:] Yeah