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 don't want it) the heat 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 crook out hurr runnin' wild 'Bout to run up on ass Tommy gun style Call me One-eyed Willy since I with my clothes Make money with my partners as I murder my
In all black clothes like the Grim G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie Rich will chop his fingers the axe These trick-ass should be wearin' tampax
What ya think is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm cowards off of my riders before me Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' your Ain't no peace in the slums just 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 don't want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da beef to the (Y'all don't really 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)
Police say G.I.B. is a But we just up doin' our family thing Straight hang and swang in the city of my change to an impeccable range
That you reach, if you listen I'll teach Of course I'm a beast on them I release Whether East or West, I'll a check my show pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey 'cuz it's possible for me to be poppin' keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place Bet you won't wanna Keep the chrome in your face, betta watch you say, hey
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 don't want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da beef to the (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)
I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the Money's my but the way I live ain't no guarantees Just visions of sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward chose to on how I'll eat
But I don't play it comes to my meat Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' the sheets See we Get It Boyz and know we with the heat If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat
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 want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the heat 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 place you're eternally restin' And for that player-hatin' testin', you gon' meet the and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block take no prisoners at war times Respect mine, have Guerrillas kickin' in your door time
deep with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, get your ass knocked in a minivan, contraband in my hand Find buzzards, split their wig that is my master plan
I don't start it but I finish it a true gun OGM and H-man, some true hell raisers From the WMPG, Northside [Incomprehensible] equipped with the heat So we can take it to the street, yo, niggas
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 want 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 really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)