Wanted (Madlib Remix)

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Beanie Sigel & Cam’ron - Rap

Wanted (Madlib Remix)

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[Intro: Cam'ron & Beanie Sigel] We— we gonna get louder (Tshh) Let's go, uh-huh, let's go (Tshh, runnin') [Verse 1: Beanie Sigel] Uh, wanted, but you can't stop runnin' With a price on your head, be prepared to gunnin' Don't be scared like the Red Coats comin', nigga Stay underground and keep runnin' like Tubman You can't sleep, not a peep, no slumber Man, I sleeped about a hundred hours rest this summer No stress when your dealin' with the run in Waking up in cold sweats, pissed scared of the rumblin' Fuck it, just prepare for the trouble Don't be shit scared nigga with your head undercovers This not a broad threat, I got somеthing for 'em On the steps with two TECs, this is not a warnin' Nigga, thеy close like camera flash When the hammer blast, put on your State Prop camouflage Crack the box or the avalanche Put on your Montana mask, get to clappin' like it's Pakistan What every strap, 'cause an accident Make a traffic jam, dodge all the traps you can, keep runnin' [Verse 2: Cam'ron] All you got to say is hide me (Hide me), I ride free, I be (Ride free) The one to change your birth ("Killa, Killa"), S.S. or I.D. (I got all that) Ain't no more hangin' with the Y.G. State Prop No Roc, private doc, 'case you need an IV ([?])— Ain't no more hangin' with the Y.G. State Prop No Roc, private doc, 'case you need an IV ([?]) No more Bent', that's Accord money 420 schemes can't afford money, money yous award money Whether 90 or the first degree ("Killa, Killa") Any murder in the first degree [?] be the third degree (Oh) And they looking for the perjury (What else?) If you ain't murk the G, perfectly, you'll be in surgery (What else?) Take the seed out the nursery, nurse him at the precinct Give 'em dessert, that ain't where he deserve to be ("We gonna get louder") And I went through this personally, certainly 3-2 for burglary, now it was referred to me ("Let's go") So they play us in no way, know way Blaze up the roadways, A.C. and O.J.  Read the paper, eggs and O.J.  Call CD the head of the O'Jays

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  • Madlib