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

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

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

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

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 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)

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

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

So where's my 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin' today
I'll keep rockin' the in the home of your place
Bet you won't wanna
Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch you say, hey

Bring da 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)

Bring da to the streets
(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)

I'm disturbin' the streets
my mission but the way I live ain't no guarantees
Just visions of casualties to municipalities
Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to on how I'll eat

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

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

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

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

We're deep with the artillery, 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 their wig that is my plan

I start it but I finish it a true gun blazer
OGM and H-man, them some true raisers
From the WMPG, [Incomprehensible] street
Stay equipped with the
So we can take it to the street, yo, bitch

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