Bring da beef to the (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)
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) Betta not 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 Willy since I sleep with my clothes Make money with my partners as I murder my
In all black clothes like the Reaper It's G.I.B. and I'm my brother's Richie Rich will chop his with the axe These trick-ass should be wearin' tampax
ya think this 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 in the slums just bums and crumbs
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 really want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef 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)
say G.I.B. is a game But we hooded up doin' our family thing Straight hang and swang in the city of Increasin' my change to an range
you can't reach, if you listen I'll teach Of I'm a beast on them tracks I release Whether East or West, I'll envision a my show pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey it's possible for me to be poppin' today I'll keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of place Bet you won't wanna Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch you say, hey
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)
da beef 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)
I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the Money's my mission but the way I ain't no guarantees Just visions of sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me 'cuz a chose to speak on how I'll eat
But I don't when it comes to my meat Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em between the sheets See we Get It Boyz and know we with the heat If money got a problem, him he gon' get beat
Bring da 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)
Bring da 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) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'll put you lames in the place where you're restin' And for that testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block niggas take no prisoners at war mine, I'll have Guerrillas kickin' in your door time
We're deep the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand these buzzards, split their wig that is my master plan
I don't it but I finish it a true gun blazer OGM and H-man, some true hell raisers From the WMPG, Northside street Stay equipped with the So we can take it to the street, yo, niggas
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 really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef 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)