Beanie Sigel Rell Don`t Realize Lyrics

Don`t Realize Lyrics

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[Beanie Sigel Talking]



Somebody's burnin close to the ground



I been here before,but I aint gone lay down



naw, naw you suckas, i aint gone lay down







[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]



Uh aiyoa I walks like a pimp, spark wit this mack



Click lock aint a smith you tell from this gat



You fuck around and lose a leg or somethin



I laser somethin I'm a predator



Make me Schwarzennegger something



You niggas talkin bout a dolla aint a thing



I got da blocks boilin move oils like Babylon



I move work in and out da Tri-State 



All doubles don't supply weight



All bureaus five eights



Yeah, I'm in and out of state



I touched alot of states



And yeah my plate touched alot steaks



And you crumbs can't supply a cake



And cake don't make crumbs it's true



Do da knowledge wait



I'm try to school you to some game youngin



But you nuckle head lame youngin



Swear you know the game youngin



Swear we move on the same train youngin



I'm on a different track



I'm the conductor yall niggas rats







[Rell: Chorus Sung]



Yall niggas don't realize [uh uh]



What it takes to make this doe



There's no mothafuckin way that I [we eatin nigga]



Can show you how we roll



Wish yall realized [get meal, get a free lunch ticket or somethin]



What it takes to make this cream



Things I'm makin wit my team



So simple as it seems







[Verse 2: Beanie Sigel]



Yall niggas fuckin wit that bake and that come back



And always got a story like wait, I'ma come back



Sometimes you gotta go away to make a come back



And those that know when they go don't even come back



My nails dirty I aint sit on my hands



Scale dirty i aint sit on no grams



Jail worthy got dat shit my ass



Man, hustlin all inside of me



I cop a spot, pop them numbers like the lottery



Keep my luck sevens, big fours right beside of me



Not pick six keep hollows right beside of me



In case them numbers on them balls jump around



I gotta make them boys come to town and dumb around



You mufackas betta buckle down



Before I buckle down



Naw nigga we can't knuckle now 



We past dat we on another level



Like blast dat, body bag, casket, nother shevel







[Rell: Chorus Sung]







[Verse 3: Beanie Sigel]



I sold it all



I even broke them niggas on the dice



Bucked them niggas who was nice



Broke em all



You used to pop willies on the block



Now you pop willy on the block



So where da raw



My attitude like the state of Missouri



Can I relate to you story



Niggas naw



You talkin to the wrong one



Nigga I'm a strong gun



Walked in this game 



But I'm in it for the long run



Till the lord come



I'm a get it till it's all done







[Rell:Chorus Sung Until Instrumental and fade out]