Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

Bring da to the streets
(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)

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)
not fuck wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

I'm a bad crook out hurr runnin' wild
to run up on your ass Tommy gun style
Call me One-eyed Willy I sleep with my clothes
Make money with my as I murder my foes

In all black clothes like the Grim
It's G.I.B. and I'm my keeper
Richie Rich will chop his with the axe
These trick-ass cowards should be tampax

What ya think is, huh, a lifetime story
Man, I'm knockin' off of my riders before me
Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' your
no peace in the slums just bums and crumbs

Bring da beef to the
(Y'all don't really it)
the heat with me
(So run up on me)

All my see
(Y'all really want it)
Betta not wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

da beef to the streets
(Y'all don't 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)

say G.I.B. is a game
But we just up doin' our family thing
Straight and swang in the city of Kang
my change to an impeccable range

That you can't reach, if you listen I'll
Of I'm a beast on them tracks I release
Whether or West, I'll envision a check
my show pay, I'm a predator, hey

So my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin' today
keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place
Bet you won't wanna
Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch you say, hey

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 beef to the
(Y'all don't want it)
Keep the 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)

I'm disturbin' the streets
Money's my but the way I live ain't no guarantees
Just visions of casualties sworn to
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 roll the heat
If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat

Bring da beef to the
(Y'all don't really it)
Keep the 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 really 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)

I'll put you lames in the place where you're restin'
And for that player-hatin' testin', you gon' meet the Smith and
these bad block niggas take no prisoners at war times
Respect mine, I'll have kickin' in your door time

We're with the artillery, impose on your spot
Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, get your ass knocked
in a minivan, contraband in my hand
Find these buzzards, their wig that is my master plan

I don't it but I finish it a true gun blazer
OGM and H-man, them true hell raisers
From the WMPG, Northside street
Stay with the heat
So we can take it to the street, yo, bitch

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 don't really it)
Betta not wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

Bring da beef to the
(Y'all don't really it)
the heat with me
(So run up on me)

All my see
(Y'all really want it)
not fuck wit me
('Cuz our is on it)