Gangsta, Gangsta Beanie Sigel (Ft. Kurupt)

[Verse 1: Beanie Sigel]
(Yo) Who wanna fuck wit', the fat boy of the Roc?
(blldddttt) stick em, ha, another victim
Mac pullin' capers again
Fuck with that money paper then
Light as a rock, gonna light up the block
Don't believe in cases, goin all out
Paintin' faces, switch my picture, like tradin' places
For that money what?
Everybody hands up, or hands down money tucked
I flip the money trucks, money I don't give a fuck
Ay money, shut the fuck up
It's only a stickup
You don't stand a chance, give it quick up
You 'bout to turn into an ambulance pickup
Enough with the cocky stuff, fuck all that stocky stuff
Don't get smacked like a hockey puck
I ain't wit' that rocky stuff
I'm strapped got this gat (Blah blah blah blah)
What?

[Hook: Kurupt & Beanie Sigel]
Gangsta, gangsta, tell me how you do it
It seems so simple, like there was nuttin' to it
One more time run through it, everybody hands up
Alright hands down, money tucked
Gangsta, gangsta, tell me how you do it
It seems so simple, like there was nuttin' to it
One more time run through it, everybody hands up
Alright hands down, money tucked