Chief Now asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga Chorus: 2x We got beef All my niggas gon ride tonight We got beef Somebody's gon die tonight We got beef
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asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga [Chorus: x2] We got beef All my niggas gon ride tonight We got beef Somebody's gon die tonight We got beef
I cry but I can't buy Your Veteran's Day poppy It don't get me high It can only make me cry It can never grow another Son like the one who warmed me my
doctor said, "He ain't make it" Mom dukes crying, baby mom full of grief How she gonna tell her son his daddy is deceased? Now she got beef with them
sing back, leave her Get your old ting back I don't know why you even started to link that You need to listen to me jammer, chips and frisk Forget the beef, allow the big Mac
deep in the detonator I can see you and I see you on a respirator Y'all cats all know how this one go B-Mac rap guerrilla with the official flow Any beef
the mac gotta ease past, nigga what? Shit, I don't give fuck, I run these streets Y'all talk that shit, I want that beef I'ma tell you like a G told
verse 1 - fatal] Around these blocks You know these hot glocks Cock till you drop All you wanna-be cops You don't wanna see shots I beef deep with the
even hear ya +Thrill+ ya, like Michael Jackson Acting when the time for action Shell gun click out my back and Cee-Lo he strapped with a Mac-10 [Hook
lich I rhyme sick and you can get the duck coon I'm the shit you're shit out of luck, tough I'm the act to follow, housing kids like Ronald Mac like
thank you man" Tim Dog (repeat 2X then 4X faster) I'm as bad bad as Leroy Brown Brown Yo I'm a pro pro but not a noun noun If you got beef beef
Doc, I don't look when I'm crashin! I'm so dope I could bundle cook-up by the aspirin Gaspin like it's Aspen, no air Beef we bring it on with tap shoes
better strap your folks (Strap your folks) Who want beef with state P Enemies try to speak to me Negative they don't get that close Its free, listen Blow trees with mac
' wit this Latin assassin, better get ya head examined My shit be slammin' like Onyx and Wrestle Mania You really want it, you philly blounted in Pennsylvania I'm aimin' the mac
13 A chubby nigga on the scene I used to have the trey deuce and a deuce deuce in my bubblegoose Now I got the mac in my knapsack Loungin black smokin
alumni do it just like us Some pied pipers, squeezin' life out y'all It's all out war, be all wild as all outdoor If a coward got beef, y'all be checkin
to apply it now Pick out a quiet town and tie it down Make niggaz lock it down, y'all know where to buy it now Beanie Mac I supply it now My squad roll
