Resevoir Dogs Lyrics

Resevoir Dogs

featuring Beanie Siegel The LOX Sauce Money

[Sheek]
Fuck shit is real
right here
Roc a Fella LOX takin the streets over motherfuckers
Don't get
it twisted
Yo aiyyo aiyyo aiyyo
Yo shut the fuck up 'fore I blast and
Banned From TV your ass
with no mask look at the camera like what?
Yeah I
did it like them sick white boys the court committed
To the death of me I'm
spaz like I'm on Ecstasy
Drop 100 bars for real like I'm lookin for a
deal
If I ain't hungry, who the fuck is, I'm worse than them African
kids
I ain't straight til my numbers match the Motorola ?bid?
And walk
the streets up in ? ? like I don't fuckin care
If I ain't strapped that
means I took em off my Nike Airs
Get off mine, y'all talk shit like little
children
when I ride mine like bitched when I walk up in the
building
Cause I catch tans in the winter, with wild whores
Jet-skiin,
while you keep warm at corner stores
I make it hot, floodin your block, the
best way
Professionally, they'll find poison in your X-Ray
As I get
roasted lookin at Biggie posted on my wall
Takin shots of Louie til I
fall
Nuttin to lose, just load the clip up in the groove
and kick rhymes
to the poster, til I swear Big move
My team, you would think was on
Thorazine
How we floss and don't give a fuck what it's
cost-ing

[Beanie Seagal]
Yo, yo, pressure bust pipes, it's time to
apply it now
Pick out a quiet town and tie it down
Make niggaz lock it
down, y'all know where to buy it now
Beanie Mac I supply it now
My squad
roll deep, in foreign cars with two seats
Couple of 5's, a 6, a few
Jeeps
Bag enough coke to last a few weeks
in case niggaz wanna test, vest
and a few heat
You really wanna test my name? And test my game?
Until you
have me, test my aim?
Y'all niggaz nuts, like testricles
??Cut?? you up
in your 'partment building, ??best of view??
? ? It's best for you to keep
on walkin
Heat from the noggin, keep on sparkin
Platinum prezzie, Bezzie,
stay sparklin
Cop off the lot never see me at the auction
Pint of Bacardi
darken, when it's hawkin
Out on the strip, until I reach the margin
Not
tryin to meet the Seargeant, at the precinct
Eatin cheese sandwiches, down
for the weekend
Locked up with dirty white boys and
Ricans

[Jadakiss]
Now if I kill you I probably do ten in the
box
Come down on appeal then I'm killin your pops
You feelin The LOX,
nigga why you grillin The LOX
If this rap shit don't work niggaz still in
the spot
You bring it to me, I gotta lose your family
Gangstas don't die,
they get chubby, and move to Miami
Shit is deep now dog but it gets
deeper
Fuck it, the weather's nice and the price is much cheaper
I put it
on tape, you gon' buy it, I put it in a bag
you gon' try it, y'all niggaz
can't deny it
Lot of cats still tryin to study my last bounce
Tell you
what, get a beat tape and a half ounce
They got me where I can't be without
my large gat
Teflon long sleeve, and my hardhat
Don't matter if I'm
openin up, or headline
Doin the speed limit or pushin red lines
Six
months in the county or fed time
I'ma be the 'Kiss nigga, until it's
bedtime
Anything I'm on is a classic, any nigga
ever had beef with, son
is a bastard
Anytime I spit, spit acid, L.O.X.
Ruffryder you heard? We
got the game mastered

I told you the pain was comin
You wouldn't
listen
You tried to play me like a joke?
Now who got the last
laugh?
Now take these bullets with you to hell

[Sauce Money]
You
motherfuckers is sick, don't think Sauce the shit
So many niggaz on my nuts
I thought I lost my dick
Picture me fallin off, I'm camera shy
Hammers
fly, might miss you, but your man'll die
What's the difference? Either way
I'm stunnin your crew
I fuck to win, y'all niggaz comin to lose
Somethin
to prove? Spit it, we can have a sprayoff
I lay off wet niggaz and kill em
on my day off
Ain't nuttin for me to bust a trey off
Murder the whole
month of April nigga, just to take May off
Run with more Germans than Adolf,
you light crews
Now I concentrate on your camp, like Jews
Flow hot like a
heatwave bitch
Whips fatter than them shits they beat slaves with
I'm a
meal stackin nigga who pull quick, still packin
for you Phil Jackson niggaz
on that Bull

[Styles]
I don't give a FUCK who you are, so FUCK who
you are
I don't care about a pretty bitch, watch or a car
I don't care
about your block and whoever you shot
I don't care about your album and
whenever it drop
I don't care about your past if I did I woulda asked
I'm
too busy lightin ? ? with a whole lotta hash
Far as this rap shit, I'm ten
steps ahead of niggaz
Shootin backwards, just for practice
Ride or die
nigga, hoppin in your casket
Bout to go to hell with you, blow the L with
you
Tell the whole world I'm spittin let em know the shells hit you
I
tell niggaz quick, suck dick and get a glock
My name ring bells like Sunday
at twelve o'clock
I'm half past seven, bust six then eleven
You know me,
slide my man my joint say reload me
I ruffryde and pop a fella for
Roc-a-Fella
Jay (what the fuck) spendin mozzarella

[Jay-Z]
I know
pop you can't stand us cause you cock them hammers
Run in your crib, no
prisoners, pop your grandma
Locked in the slammer? Nope, popped up in
Atlanta
Crossed up in a drop I popped up the antenna
Whoa.. watch your
manners when my veins pop like scanners
Like raindrops you hear the thunder
when I cock the cannon
Big thang, big chains, ain't shit changed
Get
brained in the four dot six Range
Shit main, switch lanes
every town I
hit, switch planes, bitch flipped big caine
Flow with no cut, you take it in
vain/vein to the brain
Muh'fukas is noddin and throwin up, you know
that
You don't wanna owe that man
He'll hit you, get the picture? Kodak
man
Gotta, love for war, I don't floss no more
I just sit on my money til
I'm above the law
How the fuck you gonna stop us with your measly asses
We
don't stop at the tolls we got EZ passes, nigga
Multiple cars and divas with
D-classes
Iceberg sweat with I.B. on the elastic
Shit, beyotch! What the
fuck, ya heard me?
Put some more beat on that joint