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)
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 want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm a bad block crook out hurr runnin' 'Bout to run up on your ass Tommy gun me One-eyed Willy since I sleep with my clothes Make money with my partners as I my foes
In all black like the Grim Reaper G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie will chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass cowards be wearin' tampax
What ya think this is, huh, a story Man, I'm knockin' cowards off of my riders me Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' gums Ain't no peace in the slums bums and crumbs
da beef to the streets (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)
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)
say G.I.B. is a game But we just up doin' our family thing Straight hang and in the city of Kang Increasin' my change to an range
you can't reach, if you listen I'll teach Of course I'm a beast on 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 the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place Bet you wanna stay Keep the chrome in face, betta watch what you say, hey
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)
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)
I'm disturbin' the streets Money's my mission but the way I ain't no guarantees visions of casualties sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to on how I'll eat
But I don't when it comes to my meat Like The Isley Brothers 'em layin' between the sheets See we Get It and know we roll with the heat If money got a problem, 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 don't really 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 don't want 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 and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block niggas take no at war times Respect mine, I'll Guerrillas kickin' in your door time
We're with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get ass knocked Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand Find these buzzards, split wig that is my master plan
I start it but I finish it a true gun blazer OGM and H-man, them some true hell From the WMPG, Northside street Stay equipped the heat So we can it to the street, yo, bitch niggas
da beef 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)
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)