Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

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)

Bring da beef to the
(Y'all really 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'm a bad block crook out hurr wild
'Bout to run up on your ass gun style
Call me One-eyed Willy I sleep with my clothes
Make money with my partners as I murder my

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

What ya think this is, huh, a story
Man, I'm cowards off of my riders before me
Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' your
Ain't no peace in the slums just bums and

da beef to the streets
(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)

Bring da to the streets
(Y'all really want it)
Keep the heat me
(So run up on me)

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

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

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

So my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin' today
I'll keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your
Bet you won't stay
Keep the chrome in your face, watch what 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 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)
Betta not 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 a coward chose to speak on how I'll eat

But I don't play it comes to my meat
Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' between the
See we Get It Boyz and we roll with the heat
If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat

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)

da beef to the streets
(Y'all really want it)
Keep the with me
(So run up on me)

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

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

We're deep with the artillery, on your spot
G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass knocked
Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand
Find these buzzards, split their wig that is my master

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

da beef 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 really it)
Betta not wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

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