Dj Clue - Coming For You (feat. Beanie Sigel & Freeway) Lyrics
f/ Beanie Sigel, Freeway[DJ Clue] New Beanie Sigel! Freeway![Beanie] Don't get scurred[DJ Clue] Fat shout, Beat Street[Chorus 1: Beanie]1, 2 - Sigel comin for you3, 4 - I'm bout to kick in your door5, 6 - Man I want those bricks7, 8 - You gon' give up dat weight9, 10 - I'll put the glock to ya chin11, 12 - Man I'll see you in hell[Verse 1: Beanie]I handle tools like hammers and wratchesGats wit metal attachments, how you want it metal or plasticDisrespect your fam bastard, close your casketThen I give 'em a can of hold your ashesVisions of the killer for we rose a passinTrue killer, true thug, never show no passionHit your rug, hit your ceiling, if I know if you stashinWrong, nigga the rug, nigga know who you passinFresh year from rammin off the zany's fours and perksKeep the semi handy jammin you for war or workNiggas like the border goin bizurkOn the roof bangin dat swat, lettin off shots and spurtsDey tryin to trap me in the back of the yardMan I'm lettin every cat fall hittin from the cap to the sargeCan't see me back in the yard, two wacks back to the wallUse the two gat stash pack in the wallPicture Mac liftin up racks in the yardI had a block shiftin up knocking off racks by the yardThe dope from dem dudes, smokeless confused, shitThey ain't know if they want a crack or the sawSwitch they life, straight from the pipe to the strawCoke in they vein, what you want the dope or the caneI open the game, to sniffin the D, X to the ZHot shit from B-Sig consecutively[Chorus 2: Freeway]1, 2 - Freeway's comin for yo' ass3, 4 - You better watch yo' stash5, 6 - Have you duckin from dem clips7, 8 - ***** it I can't wait[Verse 2: Freeway]Y'all niggas crazy think Free won't draw the lev'Prefer the nine but I got the four four insteadI move dymes who your dyme get your whore in bedTell that triflin ***** I want more than headFree might spark at ya clip take more than breadGuns and bricks while young bulls hug the blockDey love the strip, help 'em get chains and watchesGuns and kicks, Freeway my name is priceless, flow is sick,And remember if you lie on FreeLie in the lake, while your ***** lies on FreeShe ride on the snake and my whip over her keyWe ride in the jakes, empty clips hop on AmtrakOut of the state, broody shit, you and yo man, right outta ya caseHold dis clip blow your brain right outta ya faceFlow legendary, hotter than MaseDude Free never where we outta the caseRoc-A-Fella pop criss til we outta the caseForm the hood nigga Nikes, Delts, and 'Lo SportHood niggas just like me, belted and blow courtHood chickens just bite me well and blow squadI was 16, 12,000 wit no jobAnd I skipped school, gripped a ***** wit no rideSee the crack smoked leave ***** wit no thighs, no titsRob hustlers wit no clips, no guns, left niggas wit no chipsAnd the flow runs like the Mississippi RiverAnd your hoe comes, ya ***** hear me when I whisperSilence all guns hit 'em fo-fo-fo-fo-for dey hit yaIf we comin for you than nigga we gonna get ya[Chorus 1][Chorus 2]
