[Memphis Bleek]

Yeah...yeah, nigga...

Just Blazin' this shit, ya heard?

It's ya main man...I'm back niggaz...HOLLA!



My break I'm fresh off it

I never change, I'm stuck in these ways

Nike Airs, sweats and Taurus (uh?)

But I'm-a do it for my enemies

They wanna end my chill, wanna see what that villa be

Now what that sound like?

Plus they know what a clip get down like

Turn bags from bladders, legs to wheels, paint it peels

Cuz u fuckin' wit' a nigga that'll jump out, raise the steel

I live this way it's real...dog...no joke

Blow smoke in ya bitch face, piss in ya wheels

Slap ya custies, clap your workers, dead the strip

Stick ya connect, yap ya bitch

So let it be known I'm back for my grizzley

The Sergeant, the Cap, the Mac holds 60

For rookies and vets I'll bang 'til it click

So run and tell ya duela the Ruger come wit' two clips, dog

M-Easy, won't leave, my hood need me

Pop fa' sheezy, who don't believe me?

We all criminals but live like a diplomat

We get low, when the dough low, get it back



[Beanie Sigel]

Here is something you can't understaaaaaaaaand

How I could just kill a man for Killa Cam

Me and my Roc killa fam, top billers man

We run the spot, drop ceilings fam...

Hit the wall drop ceiling fans

Listen boar, man I show you how to fill a van...

Up with killers man

And line the trunk

Keep a stash box for the nine and the pump

The coach walk you through and he grind you up

What-chu want the dope or the weed?

How you want it packaged? In the cap or the bag?

How you want me packin'? Wit' the mac or the mag?

Yeah that Bent get back, but listen scrap...act real fast

And keep a wack that'll gag ya back