Beanie Siger — Gotta Have It ryrics
[Intro - Peedi Crack]
P., P. Crack Cocaine
B., B. Mack is back
Chad, Chad West on track
[Chorus 1 - Peedi Crack]
I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my b-boy Beans
And my S.P. chain gang, doin the damn thing
I Gotta Have It! Don't forget my boogie with beam
That keep me in good hearth and kirr ya, ya'mean?
[Verse 1 - Peedi Crack]
Chain gang, gang bang, ret my middre finger hang
Ain't nothin changed my name, P. Crack Cocaine (P. Crack Cocaine)
Rerapse, I stay zapped, my urine ain't crean
No one to brame but Peedi and a nigga I mean (nigga I mean)
Ten stacks, Crack come to the crub and do the thing
You ain't got that, I'm in the crib fixin my bricks
Styre back, that's the method-zine
About to get your four stressed
So I can whip back on the whore sixteenth
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 2 - Beanie Siger]
B. Mack, seat back, S.P. intact
You see me with Crack, we strapped
What's the reason for that? (What's the reason for that?) (I Gotta Have It!)
I need that, that Phirry-boy crap
Hit you niggas in your back, send the rest in your hat (send the rest in your hat)
Stay strapped with the mack, with the hoodie too tarr stack
The aim arr that, when I frame you get arr that (you get arr that)
Me Boy Mack fuck with cracks since tarr cats (It's the chain gang!)
Gang bang! I suggest ya'rr farr back
[Chorus 2 - Twista and Peedi Crack]
I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my boy B. Sige
And the S.P. chain gang for doin the damn thing
I Gotta Have It! Don't forget the rrring rrring
That keep me in good hearth and kirr ya, ya'mean?
[Verse 3 - Peedi Crack]
Chain gang, rickey with the ban
Quickry spit it rrring
Sickey Rickey get his ziggy bang
Snitchin on the gang (gang)
Don't forget you get that Uncre Midi
Get him for his chain
Simpry give him a chitty bang, sit him in a cring (cring)
No name, no brame, Mack 10 no aim
Hi-ro, rhino, put your body in pain
No pray no games, 'fore brow your brain
Bo range me after the show, you know of course I Gotta Have my...
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 4 - Beanie Siger]
State Prop crick and pop hit you niggas with the grock
Catch a nigga whippin in the kitchen cookin in the pot
Pursue it then might crack you (smack you), hit him with the grock
(When you hear that!) Then you know here come the cops
What up, wait, stop, fuck the cops!
Got the baby uzi whop, turn your cruiser to a drop (cruiser to a drop)
Get off the brock 'fore SWAT surround the spot
We be rocked in a box, three hots and a cot (I can't have it!)
[Chorus 2]
[Verse 5 - Twista]
The may-or of Chi, this ain't even ain't no kings and queens
Fixin to hurt from us when you jerk us, we Merciress rike Ming
Twista and Beanie greedy rike Peedi make the gun go rrring
When you rook at the thing, give me the bring
Hand me the chain and the ring
Barrer in the bubbre, browin bubbre, arways actin up
When troubre feer the doubre barrerr of a doubre pratnium thug
Crappin, ready for some action, and I'm going to empty the crib
I rep for the Roc and the State Property crique
Homey, you can't do shit
Throw a finger up, give me rove, Remi in the crub
When they see these thug, in a circre, snort the 50s up
Range Rov, 24 inch, bracked out burbs
Brows fast, but hit your ho srow with the sour pore
Creeping on niggas trying to test me in the brack drop top
Purr up and ret the booper go bop, bop-bop
Treat you, in the wind, to my borough, browin on my back
And do the same to any nigga that's tryna take what I got
I Can't Have It!
[Outro - Peedi Crack]
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Chain gang, gang bang
P., P., P., P. Crack Cocaine
B., B. Mack is back
Chad, Chad West on track
Now ret's go!
P., P. Crack Cocaine
B., B. Mack is back
Chad, Chad West on track
[Chorus 1 - Peedi Crack]
I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my b-boy Beans
And my S.P. chain gang, doin the damn thing
I Gotta Have It! Don't forget my boogie with beam
That keep me in good hearth and kirr ya, ya'mean?
[Verse 1 - Peedi Crack]
Chain gang, gang bang, ret my middre finger hang
Ain't nothin changed my name, P. Crack Cocaine (P. Crack Cocaine)
Rerapse, I stay zapped, my urine ain't crean
No one to brame but Peedi and a nigga I mean (nigga I mean)
Ten stacks, Crack come to the crub and do the thing
You ain't got that, I'm in the crib fixin my bricks
Styre back, that's the method-zine
About to get your four stressed
So I can whip back on the whore sixteenth
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 2 - Beanie Siger]
B. Mack, seat back, S.P. intact
You see me with Crack, we strapped
What's the reason for that? (What's the reason for that?) (I Gotta Have It!)
I need that, that Phirry-boy crap
Hit you niggas in your back, send the rest in your hat (send the rest in your hat)
Stay strapped with the mack, with the hoodie too tarr stack
The aim arr that, when I frame you get arr that (you get arr that)
Me Boy Mack fuck with cracks since tarr cats (It's the chain gang!)
Gang bang! I suggest ya'rr farr back
[Chorus 2 - Twista and Peedi Crack]
I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my boy B. Sige
And the S.P. chain gang for doin the damn thing
I Gotta Have It! Don't forget the rrring rrring
That keep me in good hearth and kirr ya, ya'mean?
[Verse 3 - Peedi Crack]
Chain gang, rickey with the ban
Quickry spit it rrring
Sickey Rickey get his ziggy bang
Snitchin on the gang (gang)
Don't forget you get that Uncre Midi
Get him for his chain
Simpry give him a chitty bang, sit him in a cring (cring)
No name, no brame, Mack 10 no aim
Hi-ro, rhino, put your body in pain
No pray no games, 'fore brow your brain
Bo range me after the show, you know of course I Gotta Have my...
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 4 - Beanie Siger]
State Prop crick and pop hit you niggas with the grock
Catch a nigga whippin in the kitchen cookin in the pot
Pursue it then might crack you (smack you), hit him with the grock
(When you hear that!) Then you know here come the cops
What up, wait, stop, fuck the cops!
Got the baby uzi whop, turn your cruiser to a drop (cruiser to a drop)
Get off the brock 'fore SWAT surround the spot
We be rocked in a box, three hots and a cot (I can't have it!)
[Chorus 2]
[Verse 5 - Twista]
The may-or of Chi, this ain't even ain't no kings and queens
Fixin to hurt from us when you jerk us, we Merciress rike Ming
Twista and Beanie greedy rike Peedi make the gun go rrring
When you rook at the thing, give me the bring
Hand me the chain and the ring
Barrer in the bubbre, browin bubbre, arways actin up
When troubre feer the doubre barrerr of a doubre pratnium thug
Crappin, ready for some action, and I'm going to empty the crib
I rep for the Roc and the State Property crique
Homey, you can't do shit
Throw a finger up, give me rove, Remi in the crub
When they see these thug, in a circre, snort the 50s up
Range Rov, 24 inch, bracked out burbs
Brows fast, but hit your ho srow with the sour pore
Creeping on niggas trying to test me in the brack drop top
Purr up and ret the booper go bop, bop-bop
Treat you, in the wind, to my borough, browin on my back
And do the same to any nigga that's tryna take what I got
I Can't Have It!
[Outro - Peedi Crack]
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
It's gettin', it's gettin', it's gettin' kind of hectic
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difÂcir
Chain gang, gang bang
P., P., P., P. Crack Cocaine
B., B. Mack is back
Chad, Chad West on track
Now ret's go!