Beanie Sigel - Shot Caller lyrics

rate me

Sitting with my pistol, the four pound llama

Strapped onstage at the Summer Jam concert

What you really want from a nigga? I'm a monster

Scratch to the death like the dog Manny onyx

Wack-ass rappers, y'all niggas garbage

YouTube gangstas, y'all niggas blogging

B. Sig a problem, connects out in Compton

Uzi onstage, House of Blues rocking

Hard Knock tour, left a Mac in the closet

That I just snatched on the badmouth Riley

Rock the Mic tour, got booked for a body

Shot out with RAM squad, what's up with Tommy?

Got a whole graveyard, nigga, come try me

Rappers like O-Dog, menace to society

Yeah, I'm like Crowe in the Colosseum

Prolific exterminator of human beings

Look a man in his eyes 'fore I R.I.P. 'im

Kiss a nigga on his cheek 'fore he meet the demons

Glock 27, thirty three in the clip

Louis leather check to hold to hold that bitch on my hip

Gun explodes often, leave yellow caution

Body chalked off with a arm knocked off it

Snitches breaking water, rats having abortions

Fuck law enforcement, my PSI flawless

Niggas taking losses, they don't work the porches

Bosses turn to workers, workers turn to bosses

Broad Street Bully never bitching, still cautious

Still circle the block, dog, before I park it

Ain't shit changed but the gun under the parka

Glock 18, Mag 4 fully auto

Night vision, infrared beam in the dark glow

But you in a hole where the dearly depart go

Glock work while I hawk 'em down

Why run the block when I could walk it down?

See Desert E, fat boy stay ready

Government issue four pound by the belly

Colt 911, hold that chrome bitch steady

Ten up in the clip, put four up in your skelly

Stomp you in those Air Force Ones like Nelly

More stones in the bezel than a Soda Club Pelle

Niggas can't stop my train, I'm Chubb rocking

What's beef? Who ready to die? I'm big popping

I'm hundred proof, you niggas cheap vodka

I'm the lord of the underground, the new chief rocker