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

I'm a bad block crook out runnin' wild
'Bout to run up on your ass gun style
Call me Willy since I sleep with my clothes
Make money 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 chop his fingers the axe
These trick-ass cowards should be wearin'

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

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)

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

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

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

So where's my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be today
I'll keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the of your place
Bet you won't stay
Keep the chrome in face, betta watch what you say, hey

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 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'm disturbin' the streets
Money's my but the way I live ain't no guarantees
Just visions of casualties sworn to
Got 'em me 'cuz a coward 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 the heat
If money got a problem, him he gon' get beat

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

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

We're 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
these buzzards, split their wig that is my master plan

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

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)

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