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 want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
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)
I'm a bad block out hurr runnin' wild 'Bout to run up on ass Tommy gun style Call me One-eyed Willy since I 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 brother's Rich will chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass cowards should be tampax
What ya think is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm knockin' cowards off of my riders me Lay it down, and quit bumpin' your gums Ain't no peace in the slums bums and crumbs
da beef 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) Betta not 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 really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Police say G.I.B. is a But we hooded up doin' our family thing Straight hang and in the city of Kang Increasin' my change to an range
That you reach, if you listen I'll teach Of course I'm a on them 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 for me to be poppin' today I'll keep the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place Bet you won't wanna Keep the chrome in face, betta watch what 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 don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
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 want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm [Incomprehensible] 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 coward chose to speak on how eat
But I don't play it comes to my meat Like The Isley leave 'em layin' between the sheets See we Get It and know we roll with the heat If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat
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)
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 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 niggas take no at war times Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas in your door time
We're deep with the artillery, impose on spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get ass knocked Ridin' in a minivan, contraband in my these 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 From the WMPG, Northside street Stay with the heat So we can it to the street, yo, bitch niggas
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)
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 don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)