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Artist :Beanie Sigel
Album :The Reason
Title :

So What You Saying

(feat. Memphis Bleek)

[Chorus - Scratching w/ Background voice]

[Beanie Sigel]
Aiyyo Memph what's wrong with these niggas man?
These niggas ain't sayin shit man
These niggas on mute man
I'ma make you blind motherfuckers feel some real

Aiyyo the guc is here dog I'm back to work
I took time off a couple niggas had to get hurt
Due to the fact they wack and wasn't strapped
Packin they gatnow they layin' flat
In six in green (you know wut i mean?)
Man I need a new gat for that
YoI'm the coke copper plus the rock chopper
Down wit M. Bleekthe Marcy prock clocker
One wreckthe other destroy
And with that bullshit vest onI'm killin' your boys
I don't play when it come to yae
I cop cook and collect my dough in one day
Book rock and collect my dough at one show
False looksMemph let one go from the floor

[Memphis Bleek]
Well I'm known to be the master in the M.C. field
Oh-oh got respectoh-one I still
Tote guns to the show and then I jet wit a hoe
Bitch niggas want to front and get clapped
Get on the floorclap a second time
And make sure I flat-line you
Let a whole round gohit niggas behind you
See the gleam on the glockknow the beam on top
Get shotpoppedand dropyo the team is the Roc
As I glance at Macka-k-a B-Sigel
Know we comin' with the macks and the extra Eagles
I'm not playinyou dudes know what I'm sayin'
I make a call to my dogsthem niggas comin' through sprayin'
What you sayin?


I'm puttin heads to beadsgun straight out the box
B-SigeI put up all the roofs and glocks
I'm not playinsee these guns that I'm sprayin?
Twin sub ooziescan't budge or move me
Nickels stay chubbysmokers never choosy
Don't gotta yell up the blockthey come to me
Packs with colorful tops just like coochies
New jacks with they pack they likewho he?
I'm not playinknock them things off quick
Got game still think off shit
What you say?

With a partner like Sigeldon't come a dime a dozen
We could be brotherswe better known as cousins
As we climbed the chart with who the fuck want what
My hood to your hoodwe showed the world crew love
Who wanna play with that Roc-A-team?
Know that I tote that thing that knock sixteen
You walk around talkin' this and that
How I sound like Jay and all my records is wack
But when I dropped the LPniggas thought it would fold
Thirty days laterComing of Age went gold
What you sayin?


Now party people it's time for this question
No knock knockwho's that? who's there? or who is it?
It's the M-A-C-K
Yes the gun clapperthe duct taperopeblack mask and kidnapper
The flow dopethe beats just blazin
Like Luther Vandrow saysyo 'I am so amazing and I've been waiting'
For a sucker to attack the cat with two gats
Yo Bleekyou got my backshow 'em how we do

YoI fight fire with fireI make crews retire
I spit 9 to 5 ninesBleek for hire
Your crew murderizesee the guns that I'm bringin
In an all out battleBleek come out swingin'
Memph the type of nigga that'll spit off quick
Biggs push the Benz and we spin off quick
Take a sip of the Cris pour the Belvy with lime
Crack the Arma del Lope and then I'm goin for mine
So what you sayin?

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