Bring da beef to the (Y'all really 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)
da beef to the streets (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 a bad block crook out hurr wild to run up on your ass Tommy gun style Call me One-eyed since I sleep with my clothes Make money with my partners as I murder my
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 should be wearin'
ya think this is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm cowards off of my riders before me Lay it down, and quit bumpin' your gums no peace in the slums just bums and crumbs
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)
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 swang in the city of my change to an impeccable range
That you can't reach, if you listen teach Of course I'm a beast on tracks I release East or West, I'll envision a check That my pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey it's possible for me to be poppin' today keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place Bet you wanna stay Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch you say, hey
Bring da beef to the (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)
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) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the Money's my mission but the way I ain't no guarantees Just visions of casualties sworn to Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to on how I'll eat
But I don't play when it to my meat Like The Isley leave 'em layin' between the sheets See we Get It Boyz and know we roll the heat If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat
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 really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't 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)
I'll put you lames in the where you're eternally restin' And for that testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block niggas take no prisoners at war Respect mine, have Guerrillas kickin' in your door time
deep with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass Ridin' in a minivan, contraband in my Find these buzzards, their wig that is my master plan
I don't it but I finish it a true gun blazer OGM and H-man, them 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 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 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)