Don't Realize
Rell, Beanie Sigel
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[Beanie Sigel Talking] Somebody's burnin close to the ground I been here before, but I ain't gone lay down Naw, naw you suckas, I ain't gone lay down [Verse 1: Beanie Sigel] Uh aiyoa I walks like a pimp Spark wit this mack Click lock ain't a smith you tell from this gat You f*ck around and lose a leg or somethin I laser somethin I'm a predator Make me Schwarzennegger something You niggas talkin bout a dolla ain't a thing I got da blocks boilin move oils like Babylon I move work in and out da Tri-State All doubles don't supply weight All bubbles five eights Yeah, I'm in and out of state I touched a lot of states And yeah my plate touched a lot steaks And you crumbs can't supply a cake And cake don't make crumbs it's true Do da knowledge wait I'm try to school you to some game youngin But you nuckle head lame youngin Swear you know the game youngin Swear we move on the same train youngin I'm on a different track I'm the conductor why'all niggas rats [Rell: Chorus Sung] Why'all niggas don't realize [uh uh] What it takes to make this doe There's no mothafuckin way that I [we eatin nigga] Can show you how we roll Wish why'all realized [get meal, get a free lunch ticket or somethin] What it takes to make this cream Things I'm makin wit my team So simple as it seems [Verse 2: Beanie Sigel] Y'all niggas fuckin wit that bake and that come back And always got a story like wait, I'ma come back Sometimes you gotta go away to make a come back And those that know when they go don't even come back My nails dirty I ain't sit on my hands Nails dirty from that shit I'm preparin Scale dirty got that shit on my hands Man, hustlin all inside of me I cop a spot, pop them numbers like the lottery Keep my luck sevens, big fours right beside of me Not pick six keep hollows right beside of me In case them numbers on them balls jump around I gotta make them boys come to town and dumb around You mufackas betta buckle down Before I buckle down Naw nigga we can't knuckle now We past dat we on another level Like blast dat, body bag, casket, nother shevel [Rell: Chorus Sung] [Verse 3: Beanie Sigel] I sold it all I even broke them niggas on the dice Bucked them niggas who was nice Broke em all You used to pop willies on the block Now you pop willies on the rocks So we da raw My attitude like the state of Missouri Can I relate to you story Niggas naw You talkin to the wrong one Nigga I'm a strong gun Walked in this game But I'm in it for the long run Till the lord come I'm a get it till it's all done [Rell:Chorus Sung Until Instrumental and fade out]
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Written by: DWIGHT GRANT, GERRELL GADDIS, JUSTIN SMITH, JUSTIN GREGORY SMITH, WILBUR GERRELL GADDIS
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