Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Want Beef

Y'all don't want it kid
Y'all don't want it man

It's this
Do it this nigga
don't want it

Tellin

Yo on the coast, Cali green, eyes all red
Got out the truck, Eyez On Me*
Peep the story, perpendicular
Nigga short you on some money, make a move and you
As as that, motherfucker don't do it twice
He his wife, nigga better love his life
He don't know we niggas up
Leave 'em in hotels they fingers cut
Send the to they, Mexican, POW! POW! tear your vest up
I bomb at your baby moms, I got an of arms
The gun's always my palms
Lovin the poors, lovin them with no draws
I'm the last don and the
Went the best to the worst
So now I'm back to the best, to the stores
Back to bricks and four-fours
Back to, gettin mines and I'm yours, it goes

Y'all niggas don't want
'cause if they did, I'd have the guns to kids
And I even like that
I have the infrared, right up on your
don't beef
'cause if did, I'd have the guns to they kids
And I aint even that
I have the infrared, right up on your
You want wit us? It's a big difference, you want what?

Yo, fuck an empty pocket, I went from loafer penny
To plenty coke poppin, takin my workers
Had enough of these foreigners, playin wit my
Told papi, yo tan shit is gettin me broke
Fuck a gram, gettin garbage
I paid for the product, plus I heard Fernando got it
Dope cheap around street, push the anniversary Range
With the first seats we met through Chico a while
When I petty coke, from his main E-O
In the building six oh
He knew I playin, I came clappin
9-6 put my deal on the line, nigga fuck rappin, check happened
I told him put papi on the
Words was spoke from there, duke it was on
We met in the rain, fuck it no to explain
Think to War Report, just to freshen your brain

Niggas beef, we can bring it to the street
We can get the and...
want beef, we can take it to the street and
We can get it on like...
Niggas want beef, we can it to the street
Grab the like...
Niggas don't wanna beef like, nigga wanna beef
C-N-N,

Yo, yo, ultimate power, yo like the customs Haiti
I got a transporter, see an old lady
And my moms used to say you better use you got
So I'ma roll dice, loop, I could it or not
A freeborn a thug, yo and I aint a player
Yeah we out, niggas that'll slap the mayor
Chime on haters, see me shine my gators
the gauges, down we be rippin the stages, what nigga

Niggas wanna place a stake in my chest, lay me to
The projects display me the best, begets
I get 'em my babies, my eighties
Shit with a Ac white Mercedes, buggin here like my eighty
Bulletproof glass and frame, I the game
AlPo, eighty five bottles of caine
If it's beef, we get it on like that
I got my army, what the fuck you say, you be right