Laced Up Lyrics - Memphis Bleek

(feat. Beanie Sigel & Jay-Z) 

[Beanie Sigel] 

You bout to witness somethin like no other 

The sky gon' get dark, streets gon' clutter 

Weak-ass niggaz out there gon' suffer 

Vets gon' quit, it's gettin hectic (uhh) 

The shit got deep - right about the time 

when the year skipped a beat, that's when my shit hit the street 

Shit gon' shake up, squads gon' break up 

Coats gon' get pulled, niggaz gon' wake up 

Everybody want see a chance to eat 

and chance the streets, you know they gon' 'vance police 

Like the time they shackled me from hands to feet 

cause I gave the jail system, a chance to speak 

You know the cops wanna trap me up, the block wanna clap me up 

It won't stop 'til they wrap me up (E'rything signed and sealed nigga) 

Gat be tucked, heat gon' back me up 

R.O.C. - Bleek come on nigga, back me up 

{*beat changes*} 

[Memphis Bleek] 

Yeah. yo. 

Aiyyo Memph the young God, boss of this game 

Got my part locked, I does my thang 

Don't mistake me, I tote them thangs 

Glock fo' pop off, knocks off thangs 

Whole squad here, you know my click 

Petit nice thing, you know my bitch 

Wide body truck, you know my whip 

Cop that rock that pop that shit 

y'all niggaz, talk about, ain't really got 

Me, I think dog, you not really hot 

The hood I be, I stay in the drop 

My hood, yo' hood, I'll lock any block 

East to West Coast, Chi-Town baby 

I come through, it's my town baby 

A.T.L., I yell "Whattup my baby?" 

Hit that, get that, bye bye baby! 

{*beat changes*} 

[Jay-Z] 

Uh-huh uhh. 

Guess who? Young Hov' 

Bout to tear this motherfucker DOWN! 

Holla at me! It goes. uhh 

Jigga Man huh, it goes. 

Nah! Y'all niggaz ain't gon' have me rappin on the bullshit man 

I. I need some real music 

So when we count to three and shit 

Ya gonna drop some real shit 

One, two, three - let's go!