[T.I.P.]
Yo Beanie Sigel
T.I.P. King of the South (?)
P.A., Roc-A-Fella, Ghetto Vision
What we got for `em (?)
[Hook]
Two Glock nines
Any motherfucker whisperin about mine[x4]
[Beanie Sigel]
Yo ay yo you sure about that
You wanna know about the MAC
To I show at ya front make you go outcha back
Blow through your front make it go outcha back
Ay yo I let fifty shots blow out the MAC
Dogg ain`t nutin` slow about the MAC
And dogg ain`t nutin` ho about the MAC
Man I come through with them heats
Come in a few jeeps
Like Phez come through in they suite
And you know how we play
When we poppin` them Glocks
Take it to the AK
Chopper the block
And to the S.W.A.T.`s
Helicopter the block
And them put you on the news
Wasn`t proper to watch
You know I act like my clips I`m bananas
Catch me in your strip all black in bandanas
I dare a nigga act retarted
So I can let this tar lift you off your feet like Vince Carter
[Hook]
Two Glock nines
Any motherfucker whisperin about mine[x4]
[T.I.P.]
Oh I`m a motherfuckin` G nigga
Fuckin` with me
I`m a make it so tomorrow you`ll be lucky to see
Have a nigga clutchin` his knee
Strugglin` to breathe
Make the gat splatter your blatter
Like a kidney disease
Yeah I know you`re holdin` weight
So just gimme the keys
Or these motherfuckers with you are fin to whitness ya bleed
Paramedics cuttin` ya jeans
Rippin` ya sleeves
Put your ass in a body bag, zip it and leave
Ain`t no motherfucker do it like I do
You and your nigga runnin` up
Put two in him and two in you
I put a nigga at the bed like a child with the flu
Put hit out on that bucket and runnin` wild with your crew
Put this thang to your head
Put your brains on the roof
Here now we ain`t the same
Y`alls is liars and we the truth
Now that you know the scoop
What you wanna do nigga
He ain`t makin` money on this corner too nigga
Why not `cause I got
[Hook]
Two Glock nines
Any motherfucker whisperin about mine[x4]
[T.I.P.]
Ay nigga ya act bad
Me and MAC comin` in two Jags
Put another two in your new blue dew rag
Nigga brag if you wanna
We`ll blast on ya corner
The nigga ain`t fast well his ass is a goner
[Beanie Sigel]
Ay yo I keep two Glock nines
Niggas tryin` to watch mine
Tryin` to stop mine
See where I stock mine
But I pop mine
And I pop moms
And I don`t pop
Throwin` cops where your block rhyme
[T.I.P.]
Say, a nigga tryin` me
He`ll find me
Bustin` away a blind bee
With thirty niggas
And sixty triggas standin` behind me
The nine be cocked
And we are riding
Bustin` in them bushes where you are hiding
[Beanie Sigel]
Ay yo I got a hundred niggas
With a fuckin` hundred gats
Who want the shit
Where their motherfuckin` stomach at
Don`t bitch when that eye be in you
And I`ll take somethin` from you only god can give you
[Hook]
Two Glock nines
Any motherfucker whisperin about mine[x4]
[Beanie Sigel]
We ain`t playin` with y`all partner
This dead serious so please believe it
T.I.P., Beanie Sigel, P.A.
Ghetto Vision, Roc-A-Fella
Man it`s outrageous
And we out
