Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Beanie Sigel
Intérprete
Freeway
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Cornell Haynes, Jr.
Autoría
Leslie Pridgen
Autoría
Douglas Davis
Autoría
Dwight Grant
Autoría
Justin Smith
Autoría
Ricky M. Walters
Autoría
Tohri Harper
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Just Blaze
Producción
Gimel Keaton
Ingeniería de mezcla
Kamel Adbo
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Letra
[Verse 1]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will burn the club out
[Verse 2]
I miss the hood when I'm traveling, get neck when I'm traveling
Chicks peck wood when I'm traveling
Fuck a Lex 'cause the click fit good in a Caravan
Slide through your hood like a avalanche
Take a flick if you get a chance, get that close
Fuck an advance, 'cause I get that dough
Beef with me, enemies come sleep with me for breakfast
Guaranteed to eat this toast
I'm reckless, fire starter heat your folks
A starving artist that'll eat y'all tracks, so don't bring 'em around
I be around Ricans, vida loca
They got all the toasters, don't need no gats
[Verse 3]
I got a six stashed, leave 'em around
So I don't get left around haters around when I leave
In the winter, rock short sleeves, reason the pound
With the heat blasting, keep acting the heat blasting
Techno Marine shining, marine fashion backing 'em down
**** gone keep hating and my click gone keep grinding
Keep moving, locking the town
[Verse 4]
It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Verse 5]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho
[Verse 6]
It's Mack Daddy, Young Scrappy
No he ain't the OG gangsta
Yes I is, come on, don't test I, kid
I firebomb cribs like Left Eye did
Notorious like that Bed-Stuy kid, big or small you can get it
Dead wrong, like tryna to brawl or strong arm a midget
I pull that nine out my pocket, I'm lying
I pull that MAC out the closet, start firing
For you cats outta pocket, stop trying
Take that, get back, clap iron
You know, stay low, keep firing, uh
I put the lead in the gat, the metal go clap
I lay cats flat on they back, stop fuckin' with this radical cat
You fuck around and need a medical cap
The lead'll go clap, your head'll go back, uh
It's B Sig in the place to be
With two heaters on the waist of me, man who's facing me?
[Verse 7]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho
[Verse 8]
It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Verse 9]
Big nickels down your way, don't trip
Get folded down your way, got soldiers down your way
Keep quiet down your way, no lip
All of y'all need to run yourself
Go get the burner, ****, bang yourself
'Fore I come through with the hammer, make you lose your health
Fast, roll with Dash, us move like Cassius Clay
Move yay like caskets, there's a will, there's a way
Obey my thirst, move yay through traffic
Without Sprite, without Nikes
I just do it, ball break the basket
Yeah, you damn right, without ice
I pull up to your honey car and stuff her basket
International post player, circle the atlas
You don't want to be hoe players, circle the hood
Bend over backwards, when I search 'em for Backwoods
[Verse 10]
It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Verse 11]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho!
[Verse 12]
It's Freeway in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say to me, prick
'Cause I got what it takes to dump the AK clip
[Verse 13]
It's B Sig in the place with Young Free
And I got what it takes to rock the mic right, yeah
Still watch what you say out your mouth
'Cause 50 shots still will turn the club out, ho
[Verse 14]
All of y'all need to run yo'self
Go get the burner, ****, bang yourself
All of y'all need to run yo'self
Go get the burner, ****, bang yourself
Shit, shit, it's the, it's the Roc **** ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
And another one, and another one, yourself
Go get the burner, ****, bang yourself
Written by: Dwight Grant, Justin Smith, Leslie Pridgen