Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
It's Mack, bitch, back in the mix or the scuffle
Imagine that a nigga tryin' to rock Mack
Graveyard shifts, move packs in bundles
Niggaz talk about the crack game slowed up, bullshit
You switch to hustle when the rap game showed up
'Bout to take over the city of Philly like John Street
You will lay, nigga I'm not playin'
Beanie, Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Right amount of flour siffin' it up
Beanie, but guess who back
Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Look at your small rims, small wheel, small grill
I'm not gettin' stopped in the streets
When it come to coke you can't outwit me, mine cheap
I'm live with the pound, small silencer calmin' the sound
Boxman, Frito Lay, for that free dough boxin'
Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Big Beans, sittin' in Bentley my heart peels
Coke spots runnin' by the hour, shiftin' it up
While you wastin' your time spittin' the rhymes
Yeah, guess who's back?
Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Listen, whether I make cash or take cash
Only nigga did it was Jay and he did it when I signed the contract
Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Mack, bitch, I move blocks and pounds
I'm gettin' mine spittin' them rhymes, but still pitchin' them dimes
I'm in the kitchen yeah, with that vision wear
You 'bout, four-thirty cheap in wheels, small Benz
Beanie, but guess who back
Banana clips'll make them monkeys humble
And the eagle was the thing that they gave me
Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Mack, aiyyo, on the low doe, the whole city is mine
Fuck who watchin' now, the neighbors, they in pocket now
Beanie, Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Beanie, but guess who back
And the spot still sick with da grime
Back wheels still smokin'
I'm in the hood eatin' with my dog like when we break-fast
I sit four-thirty deep in wheels
Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Beanie, Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
I'm trying to flood the whole city with dimes
Sixty-four still rolling, three wheel motion, it's ferocious
It's the rap guerilla that still clap, fucka
Gorilla niggaz goin' ape in this concrete jungle
B's on the hood and the wheel and the brake pad
Braveheart kids, use gats, don't rumble
Move out with small glocks and pounds
And pop that, I'm poppin' for keeps
I'm in the hood with them chips like Ruffles
Drop top, stick shift, automatic
When I drop back and cock back
Fuck you haters cops some pocket now
Nigga ask all y'all fiends, they call me Chef Boyar-Beans
Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Stick with the seven, strickly smith with the seven, shit
I move out with small blocks from towns
Zero to sixty so quickly, how you want it? You can have it
Shit when I skate past, bitches shake ass
Beanie, Beanie Sigel was the name that they gave me
Glock twenty-six nigga but I'm sicker than nine
And I take everything to the table bag and rock it down
Get them digits clear, you can come and get them pigeons here
Beanie Crocker, cook coke proper
