Memphis Bleek - Change Up (feat. Beanie Sigel & Jay-Z) lyrics

(feat. Beanie Sigel & Jay-Z) [Beanie Sigel] You bout to witness somethin like no other The sky gon' get dark, streets gon' clutter Weak-a** n***as out there gon' suffer Vets gon' quit, it's gettin hectic (uhh) The sh** got deep - right about the time When the year skipped a beat, that's when my sh** hit the street sh** gon' shake up, squads gon' break up Coats gon' get pulled, n***as gon' wake up Everybody want see a chance to eat And chance the streets, you know they gon' 'vance police Like the time they shackled me from hands to feet Cause I gave the jail system, a chance to speak You know the cops wanna trap me up, the block wanna clap me up It won't stop 'til they wrap me up (E'rything signed and sealed n***a) Gat be tucked, heat gon' back me up R.O.C. - Bleek come on n***a, back me up {*beat changes*} [Memphis Bleek] Yeah.. yo.. Aiyyo Memph the young God, boss of this game Got my part locked, I does my thang Don't mistake me, I tote them thangs Glock fo' pop off, knocks off thangs Whole squad here, you know my click Petit nice thing, you know my b**h Wide body truck, you know my whip Cop that rock that pop that sh** Y'all n***as, talk about, ain't really got Me, I think dog, you not really hot The hood I be, I stay in the drop My hood, yo' hood, I'll lock any block East to West Coast, Chi-Town baby I come through, it's my town baby A.T.L., I yell "Whattup my baby?" Hit that, get that, bye bye baby! {*beat changes*} [Jay-Z] Uh-huh uhh.. Guess who? Young Hov' Bout to tear this motherf**er DOWN! Holla at me! It goes.. uhh Jigga Man huh, it goes.. Nah! Y'all n***as ain't gon' have me rappin on the bullsh** man I.. I need some real music So when we count to three and sh** Ya gonna drop some real sh** One, two, three - let's go!