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Bring Da Beef Lyrics

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

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

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

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

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

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

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the streets
Money's my mission but the way I live ain't no guarantees
Just visions of casualties sworn to municipalities
Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to speak on how I'll eat

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

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

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

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

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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

All my people see
(Y'all don't really want it)
Betta not f**k wit me
('Cuz our hood is on it)

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