Beanie Sigel - Who Shot Ya '04 lyrics

Who Shot Ya Rock'a'by Muthaf**a I Hope You High Muthaf**a Ready To Die Muthaf**a All My Bk n***as, k** At Will Who Shot Ya? Seperate The Weak From State Procta (Turn My Mic Up, Yea Turn My Mic Up Turn The Beat Up) Who Shot Ya? n***a, Feel The Lead From My Choppa We Can Grab Our Piece And Get This Ceased And Get It On n***a. Take This sh** To The Streets But You'd Rather Rat And Squeek To Police Until You Get Hit With Tha 4 Pound Heat Blood Start To Leak, Heartbeat Get Weak Send'em To The Priest, Forever You'll Sleep 6 Feet Deep You Drownin In sh**'s Creek The Sandman Visit n***as In They Sleep Picture Me In Prison Gettin Business By The Week Even If They Cuff'em My Boys Got Instructions: Strictly Destruction Everybody Sufferin, Ya Kids; bu*t f**'em Starve'em With construction Show Mercy On Nothin Beat'em Till They Skin Bussin' Slaughter, Torture Pour Acid On Your Daughter Your b**h Pregnant; Rape Her! Make Her Break Her Water Now U Can Go And Tell Jake That n***a Lame n***az, The Same n***a Inquires; Front Page n***a Like Bin Ladin With His K In A Cave n***a Hit-Men For Higher, Guns, Gettin Paid n***a I Got A Hundred For Your Head In A Bag Another Hundred If It's Broad Day On The Ave Who Shot Ya?... The Evil Genious Mutha f**az! n***a, All You Seen Was The Light From The Heat Mask On Tight, Get Away Was So Sweet A Bunch'a Black Smoke, Dual Exhaust On The Jeep Back Tires Skreetch While They Mark Up The Streets I'm a Slide For The Truck Up The Street Yellowtape Off The Block When I Quake Off The Glock Extended Clips, Silencers On The Hammers Gats Won't Slip; Rubber Grips On The Handles Thou Shall Not f** With Bean Sig Scrappy Prepare For That Trip In That Caddy I'm k**in You Like Full Blow Here Rape Ya Kids Like In The First Verse But The sh** Get Worse No Need For The Herse When The 4 Pound Burst Blow Up Ya Face Then Show Up At The Wake Piss On The Casket Or Dump Out Your Ashes, Shoot Up The Choir, Light The Church On Fire... Who Shot Ya...? Go'head n***a, Rat To The Coppas If I Gave A f** I Would'a Clapped Up Ya Docta Chased Down And Shot Up The Driver Who Pushed The Ambalance Wouldn't Be No Second Chances Ivs, Gause, A Ace Bandage Crutches, Canes, Wheelchairs; Impaired Transit n***a You Betta Off With Cancer Or Aids Try To Run Up Hill With No Legs Who Shot You co*k s**az Public Enemy Numba f**in One