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) Betta not 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) 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 me One-eyed Willy since I sleep with my clothes Make money with my partners as I my foes
In all black clothes like the Grim G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie Rich chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass cowards be wearin' tampax
What ya think this is, huh, a story Man, I'm knockin' cowards off of my riders me Lay it down, muthafucka and bumpin' your gums Ain't no peace in the slums just bums and
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 don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
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)
say G.I.B. is a game But we just hooded up doin' our thing hang and swang in the city of Kang Increasin' my to an impeccable range
That you can't reach, if you listen teach Of course I'm a beast on them I release Whether East or West, I'll envision a That my pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin' today keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place Bet you wanna stay the chrome in your face, betta 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 really want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all really 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)
I'm [Incomprehensible] the streets Money's my mission but the way I live 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 play when it comes to my Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' the sheets See we Get It Boyz and know we roll with the If money got a problem, him he gon' get beat
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 really it) not fuck 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'll put you lames in the place you're eternally restin' And for that testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz these bad niggas take no prisoners at war times Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas kickin' in door time
We're with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get ass knocked in a minivan, contraband in my hand Find these buzzards, split their wig that is my master
I don't start it but I finish it a true gun OGM and H-man, them some hell raisers From the WMPG, Northside street Stay with the heat So we can it to the street, yo, bitch niggas
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 really 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 really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)