(feat. G.I.B.)

[Chorus:]

Bring da beef to the streets (y'all don't really want it)
Keep the heat with me (so don't run up on me)
All my people see (y'all don't really want it)

Betta not $#&@ wit me ('cause our hood is on it)
[repeat]


[Verse 1:]
I'm a bad block crook out hurr runnin wild
Bout to run up on your $$# Tommy gun style

Call me One-eyed Willy since I sleep with my clothes
Make money with my partners as I murder my foes
In all black clothes like the Grim Reaper

Its G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper
[?] will chop his fingers with an axe
These trick-ass cowards should be wearin tampax

What ya think this is, huh, a Lifetime story
Man I'm knockin cowards off of my riders before me
Lay it down mutha$#&@a and quit bumpin your gums,

Aint no peace in the slums just bums and crumbs

[chorus]


[Verse 2:]
Police say G.I.B. is a game

But we hooded up doin our family thing
Straight up hang and swang in the city of ?
Increasin my change to an impeccable range

That you can't reach, if you listen I'll teach
Of course I'm a beast on them tracks I release
Whether East or West, I envision a check

That my show pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey 'cause it's possible for me to be poppin today
I'll keep rockin the ? in the home of your place

Bet you won't wanna stay
Keep the chrome in your face
Betta watch what you say, hey


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[Verse 3:]
I'm ?
Disturbin the streets

Money's my mission but the way I live aint no guarantees
Just visions of casualties, sworn to municipalities
Got 'em after me 'cause a coward chose to speak on how I eat

But I don't play when it comes to my meat
Like the ? brothers, leave 'em layin between the sheets
See we Get It Boyz, so we roll with the heat

If money got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat

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[Verse 4:]
I'll put you lames in the place where you're eternally restin

And for that player-hatin testin, you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson
'cause these bad block ^!$$%s take no prisoners at war times
Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas kickin in your door time

We're deep with the artillery, impose on your spot
Plenty G's plus a silly G to get your $$#-knot
Ridin in a minivan, contraband in my hand

Find these buzzards, split their wig, that is my master plan
I don't start it but I finish it a true gun blazer
OGM and H-man, them some true hell raisers

From the WMPG, Northside ? street
Stay equipped with the heat, so we can take it to the street, (*##$ ^!$$%s


[chorus x2]