Yeah
Sup wit' these lame *** *****s, man?
I'm tellin' you
*****s keep runnin' to this rap ****, you kna' mean?
Like y'all built like that
Y'all *****s betta pick up a basketball, or somethin'
Y'all *****s ain't ready for this ****

If a ***** know the Memph I ain't the type to front
I'll put any gun to you what type you want?
Supply any drug for you what high you want?
Bag any chick for you nicer ****

Yeah, I push hot fees my *****s got cheese
You run around frontin' like you *****s got keys
You never flipped burgers your krew, I ain't heard of
Matter of fact, I'll murder ya

I heard you *****s spit **** but it's indirect
Say my name and see where I end this tech
I got a lot of love for this but dawg, I'm real
When it's beef, it's beef when it's rap, it's real

Nuttin' between a lot of frontin' I seen
I done ****yzed this game it's nuttin' but schemes
New ways to sell records I aim for it
Put it out if it's hot, not, just ignore it

We them *******s and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for sho'
We them gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop three for R O C

We them *******s and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for sho'
We them gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop three for R O C

Yo, yo this is my ghetto I eat, sleep, breathe here
To tell the truth, dawg none of us gon' leave here
We die young, go to jail for murder 1
On a come-up, ***** and that's where I'm from

I done learned from that Puff and that Lopez ****
I ain't runnin' in no club on some loco ****
I'ma catch you when you sit put 4 in yo whip
Catch your girl in the club put nut in your *****

*****s wanna see the Memph go and lose his cool
Go and use his tool, *****, use the fool
You could bootleg my **** I want me a chunk
Deuce I'm not a chump, I'll leave you slumped in the trunk

What part of that you don't understand, or ain't hear?
Misinterpurate, dawg, I put work in
I got a name, and my **** sound phenomenol
Still keep them thangs next to the abdomenol

We them *******s and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for sho'
We them gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop three for R O C

We them *******s and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for sho'
We them gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop three for R O C

Uh, uh, uh yeah before these rhymes
I was bustin' these nines before these raps
I was bustin' my gat before the vocal groups
I spoke with the truth
Why do catz wanna muffle my speech?
Imagine my raps if I wasn't in touch with the street

On the block, deep wit my peeps touchin' the heat
I'm used to crack, now i'm slingin' raps huster wit beats
You *****s is lame you catz can't touch what I reach
And quiet as kept you *****s can't hush what I speech

My story's too deep life real, clear as the streets
See my iced grill, hear my voice clear when you sleep
You *****s know me the cat who be tearin' these streets
Ain't nothin' changed but my name when I appeared on these beats
It's Bien Mac

Sigel was the name that they gave me
The streets that is I'm tryin' to teach that, kids
'Cause some *****s don't know that they be clowns
Ay yo, the sun don't go down we go 'round

We them *******s and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for sho'
We them gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop three for R O C

We them *******s and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for sho'
We them gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop three for R O C

We them *******s and that's who y'all know
We get low, get dough flip gold for sho'
We them gangstas that's who we be
We got cheese pop three for R O C