Beanie Sigel - Who Shot Ya '04 Lyrics

Who Shot Ya
Rock'a'by Muthaf*cka
I Hope You High Muthaf*cka
Ready To Die Muthaf*cka

All My Bk Niggas, Kill 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?
Nigga, Feel The Lead From My Choppa
We Can Grab Our Piece And Get This Ceased
And Get It On Nigga.
Take This Shit To The Streets
But You'd Rather Rat And Squeek To Police
Until You Get Hit Wit 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 Shit's Creek
The Sandman Visit Niggas 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; Butt F*ck'em
Starve'em With ?Construction?
Show Mercy On Nothin
Beat'em Till They Skin Bussin'
Slaughter, Torture
Pour Acid On Your Daughter
Your Bitch Pregnant; Rape Her!
Make Her Break Her Water
Now U Can Go And Tell Jake That Nigga
Lame Niggaz, The Same Nigga
Inquires; Front Page Nigga
Like Bin Ladin Wit His K In A Cave Nigga
Hit-Men For Higher, Guns, Gettin Paid Nigga
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*ckaz!
Nigga, 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'ma 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*ck Wit Bean Sig Scrappy
Prepare For That Trip In That Caddy
I'm Killin You Like full blown HIV(H.I.V)
Rape Ya Kids
Like In The First Verse But The Shit 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 Nigga, Rat To The Coppas
If I Gave A F*ck 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
Nigga You Betta Off Wit Cancer Or Aids
Try To Run Up Hill Wit No Legs

Who Shot You Cock Suckaz
Public Enemy Numba F*ckin One

[Thanks to kingboon319 for correcting these lyrics]