Who Want What

Lyrics

[Intro: Memphis Bleek & Beanie Sigel] What up, Sigel? Huh! Yeah... Smash... scrape... scrape! You know the game, baby! [Chorus: Beanie Sigel and Memphis Bleek] Who the fuck want what?! Me and Bleek charmed up, with your town under siege Dillinger in the sleeve Who the fuck want what?! Me and Beans charmed up (Yeah), got you niggas' arms up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My squad be armed up Who the fuck want what?! Me and Bleek charmed up, with your town under siege Dillinger in the sleeve Who the fuck want what?! (Not a game, nigga) Me and Beans charmed up (Aiyyo!), got you niggas (Yo...) arms up (Yo...) My squad be armed up [Verse 1: Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel] Check it – this one's for the dogs with the fo'-fo' long You niggas bust (Yeah) shots, but you throw yours wrong (Yeah) Peep game , niggas leave stained when it rain Damped and won't dry (Yo) We thugs (Yo), we won't cry Aiyyo you know how we play, dawg – smash and scrape Pull them real tools out, they won't blast them eights Trust me, they start tellin' (Yeah) who blast the weight Bleek (Don't fuckin' understand, check it) A three time felon, I'm a basket (Yo) caseYou 'bout to witness a Dynasty like no other Who flow like Bleek? Think – no other Who rhyme like Sigel? Dawg – no other It's Roc-A-Fella, twin Desert (Yeah) Eagle – no other Ayo, we outshinin' niggas, two of the finest niggas Got niggas like, "Damn, where'd Jay find them niggas?!" Rock blocked diamonds niggas, then blind you niggas Know it's crew love, just thought we'd remind you niggas [Refrain: Beanie Sigel & Memphis Bleek] Who the fuck want what?! (Yeah) (Uh huh) Who the fuck want what?! (Ask 'em again) (Yeah) Who the fuck want what?! (None of them niggas) Who the fuck want what?! (Ha ha) (Who want what) Who the fuck want what?! (Huh!) (Yeah) Who want what?! (Which one of y'all?) (Huh!) Who the fuck want what?! (That's for everybody) Beans and Bleek, Roc, baby (Jay, yo) don't stop [Verse 2: Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel] Aiyyo, I ride with the top down, high with the Glock now War, it don't stop now, Memph Man hot now Niggas didn't want that, I'm still where you pump at B. Sigel (Gyeah), M. Bleek (Yeah), niggas (Yeah) can't front that Ayo, nigga, who want that? Not a soul First week, no video, went Gold Bases loaded, line 'em up to bat Witness (Yeah) the truth (Uh huh), niggas (Yeah) can't fuck (Yeah) with that Fuck those who disagree, like these streets ain't mine Like the Roc don't mean somethin' (Yeah), Glock won't lean somethin' Aiyyo, like I won't pop up and fifty-shot machine somethin' Hit you from a half a block, infrared beam somethin' Niggas don't want it with Mack, trust me Niggas wanna chill, roll up, and get blunted with Mack And then we swerve out, blowin' herb out, you heard 'bout My 'bout (Geah) it squad niggas (Gyeah, gyeah, gyeah, gyeah, gueah) Get rowdy and rob Who the fuck want what?! [Chorus: Beanie Sigel and Memphis Bleek] Who the fuck want what?! Me and Bleek charmed up, with your town under siege Dillingers in the sleeve Who the fuck want what?! Me and Beans charmed up, got you niggas' arms up My squad be armed up Who the fuck want what?! Me and Bleek charmed up, with your town under siege Dillingers in the sleeve Who the fuck want what?! (Yeah) Me and Beans charmed up (Aityo), got you niggas' (Check it) arms up (Yo) My squad (Yo) be armed up [Verse 3: Memphis Bleek and Beanie Sigel] Ayo, you heard the title, nigga – who the fuck want what? (Gyeah) My bullets, you get 'em free, who the fuck want one? Ayo, I still throw 4, 5, 6, upset rookies Set up shop on Flushin' (Yeah, yo) you can't touch him I'm still on two birds (Yeah), two blunts, too hurt Two of the biggest guns, put two in your shirt You can still get two to your chest I show you what a thug about and let them slugs spit out I'm that same cat, all black, crack in my palm Hop off the B. Franklin, with gats (Yo) in my palm Yo, I still spit a thousand bars, still roam the reservoir with dogs, I still wire your jaw And yeah, I smoke weed, I don't give a you know (Yeah) Pop up on your block, and hit it up in the Hugo To the streets all over, we spot you, niggas Put your feet up Hova, we got you, nigga [Chorus: Beanie Sigel and Memphis Bleek] Who the fuck want what?! Me and Bleek charmed up, with your town under siege Dillingers in the sleeve Who the fuck want what?! (Yeah) Me and Beans charmed up, got you niggas' (Yeah) arms up (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) My squad be armed up Who the fuck want what?! Me and Bleek charmed up, with your town under siege Dillingers in the sleeve Who the fuck want what?! Me and Beans charmed up, got you niggas' arms up My squad be armed up