When You Hear That Lyrics - Beanie Sigel

When you hear that, that's the sound of the police 

Whoop, whoop, uh, don't get handcuffed by the beast 

When you hear that, that means the cops is comin' nigga 

You better get to runnin' nigga 

It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you 

Without a rhyme about the nine and what the Tech do 

The four pound line, a thirty eight special 

With AK shells through your Teflon vest too 

Yeah, Scrap, when the Bastard's back out 

The pastor's back out, the casket's passed out 

It's shit bags and them Catholic's passed out 

Shoot up the crack house, smack worker's bond like crack's out 

Go to war, Mack never backed out 

The mac's get backed out, the air's get dust off 

The cage get bust off, the shaft and the stock get cut off 

Your cash and your block get cut off 

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And the SWAT and the ambulance rush off 

My hand on my nuts like fuck y'all 

My SP Jeans drift, layin' on them dot grim shits 

I'm out to buck you like and one, just run when the van come 

When you hear that, that's the sound of the police 

Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece 

Toss the handgun, before the man come 

When you hear that, that means the cops is comin' nigga 

You better get to runnin' nigga 

Toss the handgun, before the man come 

Wu, wu, wu, wu 

Wu, wu, wu, wu, wu 

Shame on a nigga, who try to run game on a nigga 

Who put the strengths on a nigga 

Wu bandana, I smoke Diana 

Fuck Joanna, she hot, though we be hand her 

Photos 

The Ol' is famous, put in the rhymin' 

I gets mine, stop being wondrous 

Americana, half Montana 

Only gonna smoke the best marijuana 

Dis the Grammy's, on the panel 

Change the channel, good smell flannel 

You think shit is dandy, well, fuck your candy 

Forty foot glock, shoot with handy 

I fucked Amanda, you talk propaganda 

Only gettin' money, on the Maranda 

I stay candid, government branded 

Heavy handed, woman demanding 

When you hear that, that's the sound of the police 

Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece 

Toss the handgun, before the man come 

When you hear that, that means the cops is comin' nigga 

You better get to runnin' nigga 

Toss the handgun, before the man come 

It's not game of R. Kelly 

Run up on twenty-six and seven, coke peli' 

Open up and them in deli, spray whoever the sweaty 

My felony, mix emotions when I walk in that building 

That's why I sip that purple pill 

That make choke up your seven 

Back the ac' as if you don't notice 

Make me call that boy Mack, Bean Sig' flip you over 

Respect mine, them tech nine's ain't my thing 

I defeat the purpose of death lyin' with one ring 

Make the place, vacate, I can't wait 

For you to come out your face, so I could come off the waist 

Hey, it's Peedi, Peedi, when you see me, take it easy 

My uncle be named Reesy, his luger be named Squeezy 

Make you get low without M-Eazy 

My murder just might please you, you know them niggaz my people's 

And every time you see me do my thing 

They tell me, Peedi, Peedi, crush easy, the Mac gon' ring 

When you hear that, that's the sound of the police 

Whoop, whoop, man, you better throw that piece 

Toss the handgun, before the man come 

When you hear that, that means the cops is comin' nigga 

You better get to runnin' nigga 

Toss the handgun, before the man come 

When you hear that 

Yeah, this that shit straight out of jail, muthafuckas 

You know what I'm sayin', you know how we get down, nigga 

This that real shit, muthafucka, 2003 shit muthafucka 

You know what I'm sayin', Dirt McGirt, muthafucka 

Dirt McGirt, muthafucka, Beanie Sigel, muthafucka 

Beanie Sigel, nigga, better get down and lay down 

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