Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

Bring da to the streets
(Y'all really 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 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)

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

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

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

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

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

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

That you can't reach, if you listen teach
Of I'm a beast on them tracks I release
Whether East or West, I'll envision a
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 [Incomprehensible] in the home of place
Bet you won't wanna
Keep the chrome in your face, watch what you say, hey

da beef 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 don't 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
Money's my mission but the way I live no guarantees
visions of casualties sworn to municipalities
Got 'em after me a coward 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 with the heat
If money got a problem, him he gon' get beat

da beef to the streets
(Y'all don't really 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)

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'll put you lames in the place 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 kickin' in your door

deep 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
Find these buzzards, their wig that is my master 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
equipped with the heat
So we can take it to the street, yo, niggas

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

Bring da beef to the
(Y'all really want 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)