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)
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 want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm a bad crook out hurr runnin' wild 'Bout to run up on your ass Tommy gun Call me Willy since I sleep with my clothes money 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 Richie will chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass cowards should be wearin'
ya think this is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm knockin' cowards off of my before me Lay it down, and quit bumpin' your gums Ain't no peace in the slums just bums and
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)
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) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
say G.I.B. is a game But we just up doin' our family thing Straight hang and swang in the of Kang Increasin' my change to an impeccable
That you can't reach, if you listen I'll Of I'm a beast on them tracks I release Whether East or West, envision a check That my pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be today I'll keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the of your place Bet you won't wanna Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch you say, hey
Bring da beef to the (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 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 really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the Money's my mission but the way I live no guarantees visions of casualties sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me 'cuz a chose to speak on how I'll eat
But I play when it comes to my meat Like The Isley leave 'em layin' between the sheets See we Get It Boyz and 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 really want it) Betta not 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 really 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 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, on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a G, I'll get your ass knocked Ridin' in a minivan, contraband in my Find buzzards, split their wig that is my master plan
I start it but I finish it a true gun blazer OGM and H-man, them true hell raisers From the WMPG, [Incomprehensible] street Stay equipped with the So we can take it to the street, yo, bitch
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 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 don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)