Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want 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 really want it) Keep the 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)
I'm a bad block crook out runnin' wild to run up on your ass Tommy gun style Call me One-eyed Willy since I sleep my clothes Make money with my partners as I murder my
In all black clothes the Grim Reaper G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie Rich will chop his fingers the axe These trick-ass cowards should be wearin'
What ya think this is, huh, a story Man, I'm knockin' cowards off of my before me Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' gums no peace in the slums just bums and crumbs
Bring da to the streets (Y'all really 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 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)
Police say G.I.B. is a But we just hooded up doin' our family Straight hang and swang in the of Kang Increasin' my to an impeccable range
That you reach, if you listen I'll teach Of I'm a beast on them tracks I release Whether or West, I'll envision a check my show pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin' 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 don't want it) Keep the heat 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 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) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the Money's my but the way I live ain't no guarantees Just visions of casualties sworn to Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to speak on how eat
But I don't play when it comes to my Like The Isley leave 'em layin' between the sheets See we Get It and know we roll with the heat If money got a problem, tell him he gon' get
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) 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) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'll put you in the place where you're eternally restin' And for that testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block take no prisoners at war times Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas in your door time
We're with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand these buzzards, split their wig that is my master plan
I don't start it but I 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, niggas
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 don't want 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) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)