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letra de all eyes on state p - beanie sigel

[hook: beanie sigel]
’til jigga return, it’s all eyes on sig’
to shut it down, when i die, strictly rely on state p
until my n-gga jigga return, it’s all eyes on sig’
to shut it down, when i die, strictly rely on state p

[verse 1: beanie sigel]
why would you pull it if you ain’t gonna ride?
motherf-cker eat a bullet and die, the mack spoke
the last man standin’ when that black smoke
clear up, ready to tear it up, state prop, get up

n-gga all out war, automatic .44, dead n-gga to draw
so i can show you what this mac can do
motherf-cker let’s clash the cruise, you know me n-gga
keep my gats and tools, you wouldn’t talk if i was after you

your heart’ll drop when i pass through
my clip shake, like my trigger, n-gga, half moon
tear you up, like a columbine class room
you’re full of sh-t like a bathroom

i know a n-gga fully focused, i ain’t had it since this last june
5-0 tryna slander my name
tryin’ to charge me for attempt, disrespectin’ my aim
like my 5th don’t blaze right
motherf-cker get my name right (mack!)
it send shots when in plain sight
i heard a n-gga up in county said he took something from me
if it wasn’t a bullet, n-gga it’s bullsh-t

but i’ma tell you what you can get from me
when i run up, on you motherf-cker, give you the full clip
picture a n-gga lift his hand on my neck
bet six bullets lift you ‘fore they jam in the tec

c’mon scr-p, i ain’t new to this fam
real n-ggas do what they want, and motherf-ckers do what you can, uh
i got gats, hold houses by the hundred
n-gga i pack heat like a california summer

you n-ggas easy to spot like a high yellow hummer
you get to duckin’ get to hidin’ when i’m coming
i smoke a n-gga like it’s nicotine
ready to ride on my enemies, c’mon n-gga please

[intro: beanie sigel, mook jones]
’til jigga return, it’s all eyes on sig’ (prince)
to shut it down, when i die, strictly rely on state p (prince! state p! prince!)
until my n-gga jigga return, it’s all eyes on sig’ (state p! prince! state p! first in line!)
to shut it down, when i die, strictly rely on state p (yeah, yo, ayyo!)
[verse 2: mook jones]
i told my daddy i cannot fail, my money not like a oxtail
shoulda signed an msn, i’m a hot nail
i can give two f-cks if he can box well
hot sh-lls make sure he fit inside a box well

got a full clip for all of you n-ggas
guns like a hot water, i’ll boil you n-ggas
it’s nothing to go to wars with you n-ggas
and plant your face on the wall like memorial pictures, n-gga

don corleone, sick like polio
when i come to houston they know, i’m the rodeo
your man ain’t real boy, he pinocchio
keep snoopin’ around, give him a broken nose

give him a floatin’ soul, treat him like sandals
give him some air holes, turn him to a open toe
i’m supposed to blow, if not i get on some dirty sh-t
throw bullets at your dome like a super bowl .36

[hook: mook jones, beanie sigel]
now that beans put me on, it’s all eyes on me
since i’ma ride ’til i die for my side, and i throw the state p (yeah yeah)
now that beans put me on, it’s all eyes on me
since i’ma ride ’til i die for my side, and i throw the state p (yeah)
’til jigga return, it’s all eyes on sig’
to shut it down, when i die, strictly rely on state p
until my n-gga jigga return, n-gga it’s all eyes on sig’
to shut it down, when i die, strictly rely on state p

- beanie sigel

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