PEEDI CRAKK - One For Peedi Crakk (Remix) lyrics

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(feat. Beanie Sigel, Cam'Ron, Juelz Santana)

[Peedi Crack:]

Turn my motherfuckin' mic up

Killah Cam, where you at, c'mon

Omillio Sparks, where you at c'mon

Juelz Santana, where the FUCK you at?

It's not a game I'm from Philly

Go by the name P. prizzy mac-milly

Used to be with young crizzy, in a 'Lac rollin' on twigs

People wanna know who run with me, nobody but the bang, bang

Please lord forgive, street mobiles searching the city, sing

Peedi, Peedi, I heard that they got your number

The alias you've been living under the mac goes, thhhhhhring

Peedi, peddi I heard that they watch you mother

Got a hit on your brother, like motherfucker, don't blink

Crack, smack the tooth out your choopers

Any wrong move, I blast the tool up on you fuckers, wait

That's just enough for you to follow

Heavyweight rap, I spit too much for you to swallow

Blap, blap, number one with a bullet

Play with them guns to the fullest

Your stupid ass get, clapped, blap

About my past and my future, you disrespect me, I'll shoot ya

Shit its just like that

[Cam'Ron:]

When I was eleven years old dog, I learned birds and bees

Sizzurp please, thirteen, birds and keys

Seventeen, furs and Vs, premeditated, I observed and squeezed

Bling, bling, look at his pinky, bling, bling

Look at his ears, bling, bling, that nigga just, bling, bling (Shit man)

Ching, ching, all these bitches got 'em, under the wing

For zannies and perks, ya granny get merked, sing

Peedi, peddi, it's your nigga named killa

Santana, Jimmy with scrilla, the Taliban got guerillas

Crack, crack, that's what I sell on my block

Slab a yellow the top, don't let the metal, go, pop, pop

That nigga dead on arrival, put his head on the sidewalk

That'll dead all the side talk Killa

[Santana:]

Ch-ch-ch-yeah, bling....bling

It's Santana, WHOA

I'm in the place with Peedi, getting drunk

About to catch as case with Peedi

This nigga got me in the middle of Philly

Driving around, plus he packing, got a gun bigger than Philly

Ain't no telling here, fuck around, and catch a gun charge in Delaware

Peedi is crazy, bloa, but he keep my a lady

So when I'm Philly, I never worry cause he keep me a lady, whoa

So I'm willing to blap, for mister Peedi Crack, listen to Beanie Mac, bitch

[Beanie Sigel:]

Now one for Peedi Crack, and two for Cam, three for Santana

And four on the bandana, I bet the boy jam ya

Run up on you with the harsh grammar, all he heard was the charge blammin'

I'll stop your memory nigga, put that on my death, got the memory nigga

How could you not remember me, nigga?

Top of the city like Will Pen, Bentley wheeling

Made you park your wheels in, niggaz start your whells in

Death aproaching, can't you feel the Grim Reaper floatin'?

Closed caskets, the preacher, quotin'

Scriptures for revelation, niggas talking shit and got the Devil waitin'

Uh, I'm like this I got the shovel waitin'

You niggaz took it to another level hatin'

Now you facin', the Broad Street Bully

South Street fracture, putting stitches in your mouth, bastard

Yes, you heard it all from Mac

Niggaz can not see me, and it's just like that