Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

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

da beef 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 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 partners as I my foes

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

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

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)

Bring da beef to the
(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)

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

That you reach, if you listen I'll teach
Of course I'm a on them tracks I release
Whether East or West, envision a check
my show 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 what you say, hey

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

I'm [Incomprehensible] the streets
Money's my mission but the way I live no guarantees
visions of casualties sworn to municipalities
Got 'em me 'cuz a coward chose to speak on how I'll eat

But I play when it comes to my meat
Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' the sheets
See we Get It Boyz and know we roll the heat
If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat

da beef 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)

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

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

deep with the artillery, impose on your spot
Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, get your ass knocked
Ridin' in a minivan, contraband in my
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 some hell raisers
From the WMPG, Northside [Incomprehensible]
Stay equipped with the
So we can it to the street, yo, bitch niggas

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