Beanie Sigel ft. Jay Z
Beanie Sigel jay z Lyrics


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Uhh, uhh, uhh, let's go
Uhh, bounce, uhh, bounce
Uhh, bounce, uhh,
Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free
You're now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-C
Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house

Still here, never left
Still bust, more or less, still puff, beeatch!

Uh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, uhh
Young Hova in the house, Jigga! Yeah
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
Hold up love
Everytime you see Jigga Man I'm rollin on dubs
Don't forget about them blades shit choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H. though
On the platinum Yamaha, got the engine gunnin
Throwin it up like liquor on an empty stomach
Y'all don't hear nuttin?
Who that, Mac?

Nah dawg, that's M. Bleek comin

Who the FLUCK, want, what?
Catch Bleek in South Beach out of the reach of the police
Gat on my lap (yeah) bitch on my back (holla)
Yak in my pocket, smokin the sticky chocolate (OO-WEE!)
Holla if you want drama with

The Dynasty; Amil, Bleek, Jigga and

Sigel, Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me?
Roc ears, Roc-Wears, bandannas and white tees
Me without a gun dawg, unlikely
You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat'
Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
Bang the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high
Whether block shit or rock shit
Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit I got shit
Get Sig' any track I'ma spit the talk to it
Down South gon' bounce Crips gon' walk to it
Get a ounce, get a woods, everybody spark to it
Every dawg, every Blood in the hood, bark to it
Get the ounce, get the woods, everybody spark to it
We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air

Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game like we supposed

Sigel Sigel in the house

Uh-huh, sick bastard
Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer

Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game like we supposed

Memph Bleek in the house

Still here, never left
Still bust, more or less, still puff, beeatch!

Don't change the game for these hoes
Who plays the game like we supposed

Young Hova in the house Jigga!
Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!

I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's
More chains than rings, niggaz won't do a thing
I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I'm deranged
Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov'
One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
It's only one Roc La Familia
Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Matter of fact, the East coast fuck took it from me
Fourth album still Jay still spittin that real shit
Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith
Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
Ex-sinner, Grammy award winner
Ballin repeatedly, highlights on Sportscenter




Please repeat after me, there's only one rule
I will not, lose!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of β€œChange the Game” by Beanie Sigel, Bleek Memphis, and Jay-Z provide a glimpse into the world of hip-hop and the Roc-A-Fella Records (Roc) label. The song starts with a call to β€œrelax your mind, let your conscience be free,” signaling the listener to forget about their worries and party with the Roc crew, which includes Sigel, Memphis Bleek, and Jay-Z, also known as β€œYoung Hova.” Jay-Z particularly stands out, showcasing his luxurious lifestyle and status as a Crist’ sipper, six dipper, and wrist glitter β€œnigga.”


The song is a tribute to the Roc and hip-hop culture, as evident in the lyrics that mention blades, liquor, South Beach, guns, and white tees. The Roc crew affirms their loyalty to each other and the game, defying those who would try to change it for β€œthese hoes.” They also suggest a new name for Jay-Z, Jay Peso, and express their confidence that they rule the hip-hop world, backed by their millions of fans.


In summary, β€œChange the Game” is a manifesto of the Roc crew’s hip-hop culture, attitude, and power. It represents their celebrations of luxury, loyalty, and defiance and highlights the lifestyle of the hip-hop elite. The lyrics are a testament to the Roc-A-Fella Records’ legacy in the music industry.


Line by Line Meaning

Uhh, uhh, uhh, let's go
The music is starting, let's go!


Uhh, bounce, uhh, bounce
The rhythm is picking up, bounce with it!


Uhh, bounce, uhh,
The beat is still going strong, keep bouncing!


Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be free
Take a moment to calm down and clear your thoughts.


You're now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-C
You're now part of our crew of tough guys from Roc-A-Fella Records.


Sigel Sigel in the house
Beanie Sigel is here and ready to rap!


Uh-huh, sick bastard
Bleek Memphis is also present, and he's feeling pretty cool.


Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer
Don't mess with Bleek or he'll push you back so hard your wig will fly off.


Still here, never left
Memphis Bleek is still around and on top.


Still bust, more or less, still puff, beeatch!
He's still doing his thing, making money, smoking weed, and not afraid to swear.


Young Hova in the house, Jigga! Yeah
Jay-Z is also present and wants everyone to know it.


Crist' sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!
Jay-Z likes to drink Cristal champagne, wear flashy jewelry, and he's proud of it.


Hold up love
Hey, wait a minute.


Everytime you see Jigga Man I'm rollin on dubs
Whenever you see Jay-Z, he's driving a car with 20-inch rims.


Don't forget about them blades shit choppin it up
And his car also has spinning rims.


It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Roc-A-Fella is the best crew around, no one can compete.


Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
Jay-Z is thinking of changing his name to Jay Peso, but hasn't made up his mind.


But in the meantime, call me William H. though
Until he changes his name, he'd like to be called William H.


On the platinum Yamaha, got the engine gunnin
He's riding a fancy Yamaha motorcycle.


Throwin it up like liquor on an empty stomach
He's riding fast and recklessly.


Y'all don't hear nuttin?
Jay-Z can't understand why no one is making a sound.


Who the FLUCK, want, what?
Who wants to start something with Jay-Z?


Catch Bleek in South Beach out of the reach of the police
Memphis Bleek likes to hang out in South Beach, Miami where the cops can't find him.


Gat on my lap (yeah) bitch on my back (holla)
He's carrying a gun on his lap and has a woman on his back.


Yak in my pocket, smokin the sticky chocolate (OO-WEE!)
He's carrying a bottle of cognac in his pocket and smoking weed.


Holla if you want drama with
If you're looking for trouble, speak up.


The Dynasty; Amil, Bleek, Jigga and
Jay-Z, Memphis Bleek, and Amil are part of Roc-A-Fella's ruling class.


Sigel, Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me?
Beanie Sigel is known for his Desert Eagle pistol.


Roc ears, Roc-Wears, bandannas and white tees
Everyone in Roc-A-Fella wears Roc-A-Wear clothing, bandanas, and white t-shirts.


Me without a gun dawg, unlikely
It's unlikely that Beanie Sigel would ever be caught without a gun.


You know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat'
He keeps his gun hidden under his undershirt.


Three-X-T, I'm Lincoln now, you can't see the pound
He's wearing a 3XL t-shirt and is riding a Lincoln car, making it hard to see the gun.


Got a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)
He has a bit of a belly now, but can still hide his gun.


I run wild, gun high, L.A. style
He's living life fast and wild, like in Los Angeles.


Bang the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb high
He'll shoot his gun all night and will still be high the next day.


Whether block shit or rock shit
No matter what kind of music it is (gangsta rap or hip-hop), he's ready to rap over it.


Club shit or drug shit, I pop shit I got shit
He can rap about anything (partying or selling drugs) and will sound good doing it.


Get Sig' any track I'ma spit the talk to it
If you give Beanie Sigel any beat, he'll be able to rap over it without any problems.


Down South gon' bounce Crips gon' walk to it
In the South, people will dance to his music, while in Los Angeles, Crips will walk (or strut) to it.


Get a ounce, get a woods, everybody spark to it
If you get some weed and roll it up, you'll enjoy smoking it to his music.


Every dawg, every Blood in the hood, bark to it
Even gang members (both Crips and Bloods) enjoy listening to his music, and they'll make noise (bark) when they do.


We can smoke in here, put the choke in the air
It's okay to smoke weed in here, so let's light up and enjoy the high.


Don't change the game for these hoes
Don't let girls or women dictate how the game should be played.


Who plays the game like we supposed
We know how the game should be played, so let's play it that way.


I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train's
Jay-Z wears more jewelry to award shows than anyone else.


More chains than rings, niggaz won't do a thing
His chains are bigger and more impressive than his rings, and no one dares to try and steal them.


I bangs the four-four in plain, daylight I'm deranged
Jay-Z carries a .44 Magnum gun out in the open, and he's a bit crazy.


Spray right at your brain; by the way this is Hov'
He'll shoot you in the head if you try to mess with him. By the way, he's Jay-Z.


One shot Dillinger, one shot killin ya
Jay-Z is so good with the gun that he can take down anyone with just one shot.


It's only one Roc La Familia
There's only one family in Roc-A-Fella Records.


Sigel lock Philly up, Brooklyn is me
Beanie Sigel is known for representing Philadelphia, while Jay-Z is all about Brooklyn.


Matter of fact, the East coast fuck took it from me
Actually, the East Coast rap style was inspired by Jay-Z.


Fourth album still Jay still spittin that real shit
Even on his fourth album, Jay-Z is still rapping about real life situations.


Volume 3 still sold more records than Will Smith
Jay-Z's third album, Volume 3, sold more copies than Will Smith's music.


Can't call this a comeback, I run rap, the fuck is y'all sayin?
Jay-Z is not making a comeback, he's always been on top of the rap game.


Five million I done that, and I come back, to do it again (uh-huh)
He's sold five million copies of his albums before, and he'll do it again.


Ex-sinner, Grammy award winner
Jay-Z used to be a sinner, but now he's won a Grammy award for his music.


Ballin repeatedly, highlights on Sportscenter
He's rich and famous, and his highlights have been shown on ESPN's Sportscenter.


Please repeat after me, there's only one rule
Let's get something straight, there's only one rule we should always remember.


I will not, lose!
That rule is to never give up and never lose.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BMG Rights Management, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: DELMAR DREW ARNAUD, RICARDO BROWN, SHAWN CARTER, GEORGE S CLINTON, WILLIAM BOOTSY COLLINS, DWIGHT GRANT, RICARDO THOMAS, BERNARD WORRELL

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@abrahampalmer8761

Both beans and hov killed this song period

@rockyward5007

This version of beans is one of the greatest rappers ever.. When beans was in the pocket he was unstoppable

@damariontaylor5232

Facts

@GregSkinner

yuo

@GregSkinner

he ate jay on a few tracks

@trunliving4567

One of his best verses! Jay wanted to school him to the business side. I think beans realized that later. Too late tho

@kekeedordu8422

dare i say up there with biggie flow wise when hes on a 100% incredible

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@jeremydavis7321

The B. Coming is lowkey one of the best rap albums of all time

@t-god2439

Classic album

@sambanelly4219

Best album of 2005 right after Tha Carter 2 and The Massacre

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