One for Peedi Crack (Remix)

[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 you 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 Treat it just like that [Cam'Ron] When I was eleven years old dog, I learned birds and bees Syzirrup please, thirteen, birds and kis 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 zennies and perks, again he 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 [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 alayed, 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 wheel pin, Bentley wheeling Made you park your wheels in, niggas start your wells in Death aproaching, can't you feel the Grime Reaper floatin'? Closed caskets, the preacher, quoatin' Scriptures for revelation, niggas talking shit and got the Devil waitin' Uh, I'm like this I got the shovel waitin' You niggas 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 Niggas can not see me, and it's just like that