Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

Bring da beef to the
(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)

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)

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

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

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

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

Bring da beef to the
(Y'all really 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)

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

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

So where's my prey it's possible for me to be poppin' today
I'll keep rockin' the in the home of your place
Bet you wanna stay
Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch 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)
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 don't really it)
Betta not wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

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

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

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)
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)

I'll put you lames in the place where you're restin'
And for that testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson
'Cuz bad block 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 G, I'll get your ass knocked
in a minivan, contraband in my hand
Find these buzzards, split wig that is my master plan

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

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 beef to the
(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)