"Don't Realize" lyrics

"Don't Realize"
(feat. Rell)
(from "State Property" soundtrack)


[Beanie Sigel:]
Somebody's burnin close to the ground
I ain't gon' panic
I been here before, but I ain't gon' lay down
Naw, naw you suckers, I ain't gon' lay down

Uh aiyoa I walks like a pimp, spark with this mack
Click lock ain't a smith you tell from this gat
You fuck around and lose a leg or something
I laser something I'm a predator
Make me Schwarzenegger something
You niggas talkin 'bout a dollar ain't a thing
I got the blocks spoiled keep oils like vavoline
I move work in and out the Tri-State
No trouble don't supply weight
All bubbles five eights
Yeah, I'm in and out of state
I touched a lot of states
And yeah my plate touched a lot steaks
And you crumbs can't supply a cake
And cake don't make crumbs it's true
Do the knowledge wait
I'm try to school you to some game youngin
But you knuckle head lame youngin
Swear you know the game youngin
Swear we move on the same train youngin
You on a different track
I'm the conductor I can switch it back

[Rell:]
Y'all niggas don't realize uh uh
What it takes to make this doe
There's no motherfuckin way that I we eatin nigga
Can show you how we roll
Wish y'all realized get meal, get a free-lunch ticket or something
What it takes to make this cream
Moves I'm makin with my team
So simple as it seems

[Beanie Sigel:]
Y'all niggas fuckin with that bake and that come back
And always got a story like wait, I'mma 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 ain't sit on my hands
Scale dirty I ain't sit on no grams
Jail worthy work the shit outta zans
Man, hustlin all inside of me
I cop a spot, pop them numbers like the lottery
Keep my lucky sevens, big fours right beside of me
Nights pick six or keep hollows right beside of me
In case them numbers on them balls jump around
I gotta make a call come to town and dumb around
You mo'fackers better buckle down
Before I buck you down
Naw nigga we can't knuckle now
We past that we on another level
Like blast that, body bag, casket, another shevel

[Rell:]
Y'all niggas don't realize uh uh
What it takes to make this doe
There's no motherfuckin way that I we eatin nigga
Can show you how we roll
Wish y'all realized get meal, get a free-lunch ticket or something
What it takes to make this cream
Moves I'm makin with my team
So simple as it seems

[Beanie Sigel:]
I sold it all
I even fucked up 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 the 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:]
Y'all niggas don't realize uh uh
What it takes to make this doe
There's no motherfuckin way that I we eatin nigga
Can show you how we roll
Wish y'all realized get meal, get a free-lunch ticket or something
What it takes to make this cream
Moves I'm makin with my team
So simple as it seems


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