Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

Bring da beef to the
(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)

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 want it)
Betta not 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
me One-eyed Willy since I sleep with my clothes
Make money my partners as I murder my foes

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

What ya think this is, huh, a lifetime
Man, I'm cowards off of my riders before me
Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' your
no peace in the slums just bums and crumbs

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

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

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

So where's my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin'
keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place
Bet you wanna stay
Keep the chrome in face, betta 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 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 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 disturbin' the streets
my mission but the way I live ain't no guarantees
Just visions of casualties sworn to
Got 'em after me 'cuz a chose to speak on how I'll eat

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

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)

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)

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

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

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

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