Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

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

Bring da to the streets
(Y'all don't really it)
Keep the with 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 crook out runnin' wild
to run up on your ass Tommy gun style
Call me One-eyed Willy I sleep with my clothes
money with my partners as I murder my foes

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

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

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

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

That you can't reach, if you listen I'll
Of course I'm a beast on tracks I release
Whether East or West, I'll envision a
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 home of place
Bet you won't wanna
the chrome in your face, betta watch what 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)
not fuck 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)
not fuck wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

I'm disturbin' the streets
Money's my mission but the way I live no guarantees
Just visions of sworn to municipalities
Got 'em after me 'cuz a 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' the sheets
See we Get It Boyz and know we roll with the
If money got a problem, tell him he get beat

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)

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

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

We're deep the artillery, impose on your spot
G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass knocked
Ridin' in a minivan, contraband in my
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, Northside street
Stay with the heat
So we can take it to the street, yo, bitch

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

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