Bring da beef to the (Y'all don't want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm a bad block out hurr runnin' wild 'Bout to run up on ass Tommy gun style Call me Willy since I sleep with my clothes Make money with my partners as I murder my
In all black like the Grim Reaper G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie will chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass should be wearin' tampax
ya think this is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm cowards off of my riders before me Lay it down, muthafucka and bumpin' your gums Ain't no in the slums just bums and crumbs
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't want it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Police say G.I.B. is a But we just hooded up doin' our family Straight hang and in the city of Kang Increasin' my change to an impeccable
That you can't reach, if you I'll teach Of course I'm a on them tracks I release Whether East or West, I'll a check That my pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey 'cuz it's for me to be poppin' today I'll keep rockin' the in the home of your place Bet you won't stay Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch you say, hey
Bring da beef to the (Y'all really want it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da beef to the (Y'all really want it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the Money's my mission but the way I live ain't no Just visions of sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to speak on how eat
But I don't when it comes to my meat The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' between the sheets See we Get It Boyz and know we with the heat If money got a problem, him he gon' get beat
da beef to the streets (Y'all really want it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'll put you lames in the place where you're eternally And for that testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz bad block niggas take no prisoners at war times Respect mine, I'll have kickin' in your door time
deep with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand Find these buzzards, split their wig is my master plan
I don't it but I finish it a true gun blazer OGM and H-man, them some true raisers From the WMPG, Northside [Incomprehensible] Stay equipped the heat So we can it to the street, yo, bitch niggas
Bring da beef to the (Y'all really want it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)