Luyện nghe bài hát Bring Da Beef

Bring da 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 beef to the
(Y'all don't want 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 out hurr runnin' wild
'Bout to run up on your ass gun style
Call me One-eyed Willy since I sleep my clothes
Make with my partners as I murder my foes

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

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

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

Bring da beef to the
(Y'all really 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)

Police say G.I.B. is a
But we just hooded up doin' our thing
Straight hang and swang in the city of
Increasin' my to an impeccable range

That you can't reach, if you listen I'll
Of I'm a beast on them tracks I release
Whether or West, I'll envision a check
That my pay, I'm a predator, hey

So where's my prey 'cuz possible for me to be poppin' today
I'll rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place
Bet you wanna stay
the chrome in your 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 don't want it)
not fuck wit me
('Cuz our is on it)

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)

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

But I play when it comes to my meat
Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' between the
See we Get It Boyz and know we with the heat
If money got a problem, tell him he get beat

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 don't really it)
not fuck 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 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 Smith and
'Cuz these bad block take no prisoners at war times
Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas kickin' in your door

We're deep with the artillery, impose on your
G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass knocked
Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand
Find these buzzards, their wig that is my master plan

I don't start it but I finish it a gun blazer
OGM and H-man, them true hell raisers
From the WMPG, Northside street
Stay equipped with the
So we can take it to the street, yo, bitch

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

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