Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

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 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
'Bout to run up on your ass gun style
me One-eyed Willy since I sleep with my clothes
Make money with my as I murder my foes

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

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

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 really it)
Keep the with me
(So run up on me)

All my see
(Y'all really want it)
not fuck wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

Police say G.I.B. is a
But we just up doin' our family thing
Straight hang and 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 on them 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
I'll rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place
Bet you won't stay
Keep the chrome in face, betta watch what you say, hey

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

I'm [Incomprehensible] the streets
Money's my mission but the way I ain't no guarantees
Just visions of casualties to municipalities
Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to on how I'll eat

But I don't play it comes to my meat
Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' the sheets
See we Get It Boyz and know we roll the heat
If money got a problem, him he gon' get beat

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 don't 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)
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 these bad block niggas no prisoners at war times
Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas kickin' in your door

We're deep the artillery, impose on your spot
Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, get your ass knocked
Ridin' in a minivan, contraband in my
Find buzzards, split their wig that is my master plan

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

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)

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