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) not fuck 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) 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 Willy since I sleep with my clothes Make money my partners as I murder my foes
In all black clothes like the Grim G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie Rich chop his fingers with the axe These cowards should be wearin' tampax
ya think this is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm knockin' off of my riders before me Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' your Ain't no peace in the slums just and crumbs
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 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)
Police say G.I.B. is a But we just hooded up our family thing Straight hang and swang in the city of my change to an impeccable range
That you reach, if you listen I'll teach Of course I'm a on them tracks I release Whether East or West, envision a check That my pay, I'm a predator, hey
So my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin' today I'll keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the of your place Bet you won't wanna Keep the chrome in face, betta watch what you say, hey
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)
da beef to the streets (Y'all really want 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] disturbin' the Money's my but the way I live ain't no guarantees Just of casualties sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me a coward chose to speak on how I'll eat
But I don't play when it to my meat Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' between the See we Get It Boyz and know we roll 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 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 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)
I'll put you in the place where you're eternally restin' And for player-hatin' testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz bad block niggas take no prisoners at war times Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas kickin' in your door
We're deep with the artillery, on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass in a minivan, contraband in my hand Find these buzzards, split their wig that is my plan
I don't start it but I finish it a gun blazer OGM and H-man, some true hell raisers From the WMPG, [Incomprehensible] street Stay equipped with the So we can take it to the street, yo, bitch
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) 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) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)