Eve, Beanie Sigel - Philly, Philly lyrics

Beanie Sigel philly is where I'm from
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm, mm

We from P-H-IL-A period
P-A period, Eve, they hearin' it
Believe they fearin' it, but lovin' it
Though i hate the game, fuck the fame
But I'm lovin' the dough
You couldn't tell me in a million years
And a thousands bars that I'd
Roam the reservoir with dogs
Show the world what crew love was about
Drop "Adrenaline!", "4-5-6"
I showed 'em what a thug was about
I know you love flossin' with X
Bustin' them checks
Getting tattoos, paw prints on your chest
I ain't mad, baby, get that cash
Make them hatin' bitches kiss
Your ass, Ruff Ryde, lift that strap
I'm gon' walk 'til I see
How these fleas gon' feel
When I come through with the whip
With the Bs on the wheel
Burgundy thing, cream gut, cherry wood
Steerin' wheel
A B surrounded by the wing on the hood
I know they like, "How they collide?"
He roll with Roc, you Ruff Ryde
But we Black Friday tied
How you think they gon' feel
Seein' us Grammy night?
Let me tell you, a bunch of ifs
Ands and mights
Billboard charts, Source ads and mics
And if I say so myself, goddamn, we tight
Fuck bein' humble
Ain't no other way to end this
We ain't open up the door
We knocked that bitch up off the hinges

Oh, Philly, Philly
Mm, Philly where I am from
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Mm, Philly where I am from
Mm, Philly, Philly
Mm, Philly where I am from (Yo, yo, yo)

No doubt we represent P-H-IL-A period
E-V-E period, fuck with B period
We gon' hold it down for Illadel' for life
Came through, made a name, nigga
Nailed it tight and now we shine, been knew
Shit it was 'bout time
Switched from streets to beats
Platinum lines used to struggle in the hood
Just to brodie the mic
Took the fame 'cause they ain't give it us
Now we excite
The biggest crowds and they screamin' loud
Philly the shit roc-A-Fella rap guerrilla
Blonde bombshell bitch
I Ruff Ryde, take your mind, shit
You doin' the same work hard
Now the streets stay shoutin' our names
Fame is funny, get money, snakes in the grass
When the hostility shows
Niggas face get smashed
But, I stay grounded, brick house stallion
My bitches keep me real while I make millions
Pile it on, huh
We gon' have it all in a minute
Give it back the hood and we
Gon' ball in a minute
'Cause anything we want
We gon' have on our plate
Matter of time before we killed it, Beans
It was our fate
And cats is stressed, gave it all
They expected less
Disrespect, take it back the hood
Protect your chest
Tried to break us, but we broke through
Got the job done
That's what's up, runnin' shit
Now tell 'em where I am from

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