Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

Bring da to the streets
(Y'all don't 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)

da beef 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 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 Willy since I sleep my clothes
Make money with my as I murder my foes

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

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

da beef to the streets
(Y'all really want 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)

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

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

That you reach, if you listen I'll teach
Of course I'm a beast on them tracks I
Whether 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 [Incomprehensible] in the home of your
Bet you won't stay
Keep the chrome in your face, watch what you say, hey

Bring da to the streets
(Y'all don't really 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 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 ain't no
Just visions of casualties sworn to
Got 'em after me 'cuz a chose to speak on how I'll eat

But I don't play when it to my meat
The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' between 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 don't 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)

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

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

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

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

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)

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