Beanie Sigel - Shot Caller Freestyle lyrics

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Beanie Sigel - Shot Caller Freestyle lyrics

Sitting with my pistol, the four pound llama Strapped onstage at the Summer Jam concert What you really want from a n***a? I'm a monster Scratch to the d**h like the dog Manny onyx Wack-a** rappers, y'all n***as garbage YouTube gangstas, y'all n***as blogging B. Sig a problem, connects out in Compton Uzi onstage, House of Blues rocking Hard Knock tour, left a Mac in the closet That I just snatched on the badmouth Riley Rock the Mic tour, got booked for a body Shot out with RAM squad, what's up with Tommy? Got a whole graveyard, n***a, come try me Rappers like O-Dog, menace to society Yeah, I'm like Crowe in the Colosseum Prolific exterminator of human beings Look a man in his eyes 'fore I R.I.P. 'im Kiss a n***a on his cheek 'fore he meet the demons Glock 27, thirty three in the clip Louis leather check to hold to hold that b**h on my hip Gun explodes often, leave yellow caution Body chalked off with a arm knocked off it Snitches breaking water, rats having abortions f** law enforcement, my PSI flawless n***as taking losses, they don't work the porches Bosses turn to workers, workers turn to bosses Broad Street Bully never b**hing, still cautious Still circle the block, dog, before I park it Ain't sh** changed but the gun under the parka Glock 18, Mag 4 fully auto Night vision, infrared beam in the dark glow But you in a hole where the dearly depart go Glock work while I hawk 'em down Why run the block when I could walk it down? See Desert E, fat boy stay ready Government issue four pound by the belly Colt 911, hold that chrome b**h steady Ten up in the clip, put four up in your skelly Stomp you in those Air Force Ones like Nelly More stones in the bezel than a Soda Club Pelle n***as can't stop my train, I'm Chubb rocking What's beef? Who ready to die? I'm big popping I'm hundred proof, you n***as cheap vodka I'm the lord of the underground, the new chief rocker