Beef E

Let me check. Huh. Word. Let's go, nigga. Where Weezy, You liable to catch Me speeding up a six, uh Beating up a Chick, uh Standing over stove sweating, Heating up a brick And we keep the hustling Slick and got clips like bananas We twist the Bandanas and spit at niggas with Cannons We ran In havoc hats with masks and plastic Gats Storming Through the house screaming, "Where's this bastard's Crack?" I flash the MAC in front of your Gal and make her tell Like, "Slut, where's the Yayo? I'ma pop one in your grill" It's Lil Wayne, nigga, blasting bang triggers Cling with my Chain, then I'm half the bang niggas I bag The cane quicker and sprinkle like rain, nigga Flood The ass quicker with quarters and halves, nigga If You out, you can find me on the street With the work If it's a drought, you can Find me on the street with the work Never Slip, I empty half a clip deep in your Shirt And put your whole clique deep in the Dirt, smell me? Who want beef with him? Who want creep with him? And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I Sleep with 'em See, we could sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em And when it Comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em Who want beef with him? Who want creep with him? And when it comes down to guns, I sleep With 'em See, we could sweep with 'em 'cause It get deep with 'em And when it comes Down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em I'm the youngest hot boy on the field with Heaters Let my nine millimeters kill your peoples Bust up in your house and put the gun To Lil Juanita Give me the yayo or else I'ma put her in her sneakers, wow You can Catch me in all black with no smile Me, Turk, Jeezy, and now Chi-pow How come these niggas Keep burning the world? And why the hell this nigga Weezy keep hurting Me, girl? Turning the wheel on my urgent tail Bentley drop But I'ma put that up and hop In the van and hit your block Tell your Mom to get the cops 'cause y'all gon' need 'em When you see them bullets that my Glock Pop, y'all gon' eat 'em See, this for all My niggas in the pen, I hope for freedom And this for all my niggas buying bricks, I Got 'em cheaper Keep a nigga quiet as a Mouse when I come Wayne number one hot boy, Hot as the sun, smell me? Beef with him? Who want creep with him? And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I Sleep with 'em See, we could sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em And when it Comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em Who want beef with him? Who want creep with him? 'Cause when it comes down to guns, nigga, I Sleep with 'em See, we could sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em And when it Comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em Basket case, nigga run up in your crib, Crash the place Mask to face, automatic attached to Waist You bastards play, then it get awful and Bad There will be no more walking for that And it's off with your head And they gon' Either get it right or they get it at Night And when it's spitted, lick his ass twice Like twenty damn dice Henny and ice is what I prefer but light on the rocks I pack Them clips tight on these Glocks and light up The block And if there's coke involved, Then your throat's involved I get the toaster and Roll up and smoke most of y'all Me and My nigga Supa Sosa Run up in your crib While your grandma watching Oprah Dagger up and rob Her If you want grudge, chances slim like Ethiopia If you want drugs, I got more flavors than Fruitopia Recognize it's real and nothing other than That 'Cause one from the MAC'll have blood covering Your back Who want beef with him? Who want creep with him? And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I Sleep with 'em See, we could sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em And when it Comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em Who want beef with him? Who want creep with him? 'Cause when it comes down to guns, nigga, I Sleep with 'em See, we could sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em And when it Comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em Who want beef with him? Who want creep with him? 'Cause when it comes down to guns, nigga, I Sleep with 'em See, could sweep with 'em 'cause It get deep with 'em And when it comes Down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em Who want beef with him? Who want creep with him? 'Cause when it comes down to guns, nigga, I Sleep with 'em See, we could sweep with 'em 'cause it get deep with 'em And when it Comes down to drugs, I'm on the streets with 'em Who want beef with the nigga? Creep with the nigga When it come down to Guns, nigga, I sleep with them triggers