Luyện nghe bài hát Beef

Y'all don't want,
No y'all want, that
Get caught up in streets
Get shot up by them

Y'all want, beef
No don't want, that
Get caught up in these
Get shot up by them

Word to my cousin, the and no lie
Me and my dawg was in his new Land, puffin' on lye
Tameka by, glossy-eyed as she cried
Lil' Jay got sprayed with a chrome

That's my man, get in the Land
to the rest, grab vests, switch whips to the Caravan
I heard an ambulance up the block
Plus more shots, the shit's gettin' hot, pull up and

By the back, pass the gat, hit the and lay back
up, now roll up, yo where them niggaz at?
I know one of them cats from the with Jay
The nigga move, I'ma pull this gun, spray

No delay, we stay night to dawn
It's on, my head spinnin', feelin' my get warm
Tears drip as I out the whip
Slipped a clip, had to get hit, that's that bullshit

Y'all don't want
No y'all want that
Get caught up in these
Get shot up by them

don't want beef
No y'all want that
Get caught up in streets
Get up by them heats

Yo, I can't believe my man since 3rd grade got
laced as he laid, chokin' up blood with no aid
Made money for the purpose of his
Victim of an unmerciful slaughter, harder

Or don't bother, I'ma heat yo' ass like
Identified was that tinted Chevy Impala
the scene, as the back tires screamed
Now for them my man [Incomprehensible], ruined his dream

Of playin' ball pro, that's how it go
You let me know, I'll hit your whole fuckin' team the metal
Mental got my hand under the bubble
Tryin' to blow steam and leave the scene blood

Snakes, whattup nigga? These ain't explainin'
Well, it then, it's time for some gestratin'
Hit him in the worthless he came in
Murder is a sin, but it's worse him on revenge and I ain't havin' it

Y'all want beef
No y'all don't want
Get caught up in streets
Get shot up by heats

Y'all don't beef
No y'all don't want
Get caught up in these
Get up by them heats

I ain't havin' it, in the bubble and grabbed it
cocked back and squeezed through his Polo fabric
Nigga duckin' and runnin', irrationally
Thinkin' to myself, do I gotta hit

Then I heard shots from a back
Fired back out, got shot, dropped and out
Put in a out, didn't map out or act out the plans
Now I'm consciously layin' while is sprayin' the Caravan

We can't lose, I shotguns then 22's
Left arm booze, or blood soaked my Adidas shoes
breathin', a lot of bleedin'
Bitches screamin', put over on my shoulder, started squeezin'

Out the back window, she gave the wrong
Suddenly into a Pinto
Hopped out, flew through the yard, word to God
It's on and I the gat slip through my palm

Kept runnin', hopped the fence, hopin' that I didn't prints
Spotted a Ac' parked with dark tints
Broke the side, hotwired the wide and slide
Another unsolved

Y'all don't beef
No y'all don't want
Get caught up in these
Get shot up by them

Y'all want beef
No y'all don't want
Get caught up in these
Get shot up by heats