2 Glock 9's

[T.I.P.]

Yo Beanie Sigel

T.I.P. King of the South, shorty

P.A., Roc-A-Fella, Ghetto Vision

What we got for 'em, shorty

[Hook]

Two Glock nines

Any motherfucker whisperin about mine[x4]

[Beanie Sigel]

Yo ay yo you sure about that

You wanna know about the mac

So I show at ya front make you go outcha back

Blow through your front make it go outcha back

Ay yo I let fifty shots blow out the mac

Dog ain't nothin' slow about the mac

And dog ain't nothin' ho about the mac

Man I come through with them heats

Come in a few jeeps

Like feds come through in they sleep

And you know how we play

When we poppin' them Glocks

Take it to the AK

Chopper the block

And to the SWAT's

Helicopter the block

And them put you on the news

Wasn't proper to watch

You know I act like my clips I'm bananas

Catch me in your strip all black in bandanas

I dare a nigga act retarded

So I can let this tar lift you off your feet like Vince Carter

[Hook]

Two Glock nines

Any motherfucker whisperin about mine[x4]

[T.I.P.]

Oh I'm a motherfuckin' G nigga

Fuckin' with me

I'm a make it so tomorrow you'll be lucky to see

Have a nigga clutchin' his knee

Strugglin' to breathe

Make the gat splatter your bladder

Like a kidney disease

Yeah I know you're holdin' weight

So just gimme the keys

Or these motherfuckers with you are fin to witness ya bleed

Paramedics cuttin' ya jeans

Rippin' ya sleeves

Put your ass in a body bag, zip it and leave

Ain't no motherfucker do it like I do

You and your nigga runnin' up

Put two in him and two in you

I put a nigga at the bed like a child with the flu

Put hit out on that bucket and runnin' wild with your crew

Put this thang to your head

Put your brains on the roof

Here now we ain't the same

Y'alls is liars and we the truth

Now that you know the scoop

What you wanna do nigga

He ain't makin' money on this corner too nigga

Why not cause I got

[Hook]

Two Glock nines

Any motherfucker whisperin about mine[x4]

[T.I.P.]

Ay nigga ya act bad

Me and MAC comin' in two Jags

Put another two in your new blue dew rag

Nigga brag if you wanna

We'll blast on ya corner

The nigga ain't fast well his ass is a goner

[Beanie Sigel]

Ay yo I keep two Glock nines

Niggas tryin' to watch mine

Tryin' to stop mine

See where I stock mine

But I pop mine

And I pop moms

And I don't pop

Throwin' cops where your block rhyme

[T.I.P.]

Say, a nigga tryin' me

He'll find me

Bustin' away a blind bee

With thirty niggas

And sixty triggas standin' behind me

The nine be cocked

And we are riding

Bustin' in them bushes where you are hiding

[Beanie Sigel]

Ay yo I got a hundred niggas

With a fuckin' hundred gats

Who want the shit

Where their motherfuckin' stomach at

Don't bitch with that IV in you

And I'll take somethin' from you only God can give you

[Hook]

Two Glock nines

Any motherfucker whisperin' about mine[x4]

[Beanie Sigel]

We ain't playin' with y'all partner

This dead serious so please believe it

T.I.P., Beanie Sigel, P.A

Ghetto Vision, Roc-A-Fella

Man it's outrageous

And we out