party that he lead out down the way Gunshots spread - everyday, all day (fuck!) D.T.'s rushed the party in 2K Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right
L, word to the K shells In this chopper I will p-p-p-p-pop 'em, Make it sound like helicopters land on top of this bitch You want this whopper, come and get yo' beef
good for the lay bits Talkin bad like you ready to blaze nigga you ain't mad (What the f**k you think you doing..........) I give a f**k who you ridin
Malinium flow Kamora times 2, malinium hoe Tattooed up diamond cross Hip hops Randy Moss Dump the whole clip and toss Hottest group Let the beef loup
rap shit f**k they talkin bout Niggas cant sell records so they blame it on tha South I be all through Shreve-port Louisiana ballin Like who the f**k
(mic check mic check one two) One two, one two check mic (yeah) Gilla House, D-Block baby (can y'all hear me out there?) Yo, hey yo [Chorus 2X: Sheek
' chrome Tryin' to kill me a nigga when the beef is on [Hook 2x (Juvenile)] Baby, let me get the keys to that Rover Truck Man, let me get this beef shit
we got them tonka toys (boom boom boom) Niggas be bitin like jaws, nigga back the fuck off my balls If you got some beef wit' me, then I got some beef
They say "Skepta, you must get loads of girls" the music's picked up now tell em like J2k, nahh, it's all switched up now she thinks that if she talks
name, name, name you gon' have reason to hate me yeahhhheahhh it's like. you. don't. want. me to win so. this. time. i'm goin' in! (verse 2) (swifty
(chorus: repeat 2X) Y'all don't wanna war wit us, in this steel we trust When there's beef best believe we bust We can take it how you want it cuz we
I try I try, I try I try, you know I try [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] Yo, it's all ghetto in gear higher, the floor settle More metal for beef that we don
Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK You speak you late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards and get yo' ass whooped by B2K I just wish Eminem
they bitch ass home I forever Maab, Slow Loud And Bangin' never changing but rearranging Throwing our shit like Troy Aikman, then back to the West like Gary Payton For the 2K
, now I stand on my two feet, One playa, two heats 20 shot, hollow heads, bitch give me the loose leaf Fuck beef I got a K for niggas In spots the
, yeah, she love my rocks now, yeah It was a cold world, yeah but I'm on top now, yeah Yall on that weak shit, yeah, that wan' beef shit, yeah But I
I told my youth make moves don't let em' stand witcha' Checks blank 100 K or more? Lets make a bank tour Whatever you seen I seen more Plenty beef your
yellin' my fuck you's Doin' a buck-2, circle hoods like Doug Ghouls Huggin' the piece, ha ha, Sim is the word on the street Come on, I can make dessert outta beef
