Beefy
Текст песни What's Beef

The Commission, Uncle Paulie, Big Ditti
Caesar Leo DeGenero, Charlie Baltimore, Iceberg Slim
The most shady, Franky Baby, we here
Do you know what beef is?
Do you know what beef is?
Ask your self: do you know what beef is?

Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the BIG
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein'
Will reach the fuckin' ceiling, check, check it
My Calico been cocked this rap Alfred Hitchcock
Drop top notch playa hating won't stop
This instant, rappers too persistent
Quick to spit Biggie's name on shit, make my name taste
Like ass when you speak it, see me in the street
Your jewellery you can keep it, that be our little secret
See me, B that is, I that is, G whiz
Motherfuckers still in my biz
Don't they know my brother Gutter fuckin' kidnap kids?
Fuck 'em in they ass, throw 'em over the bridge
That's how it is, my shit is laid out
Fuck that beef shit, that shit is played out
Y'all gots the gall, all I make is one phone call
All y'all disappear by tomorrow
All your guns is borrowed, I don't feel sorrow
Actually, your man passed the gat to me, now check this

What's beef?
Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time
What's beef?
Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep
Beef is when you roll no less than thirty deep
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, check it

I done smoked with the best of 'em shot at the rest of 'em
Was about a hundred or more, maybe less of 'em
Got my rocks off, that person from the Brook just be
Wilin' on you, just be stylin' on you
When I tried to warn you but your eyes fucked up
Now I cleared them shits with hits you on the fuckin' bench
Pardon my French but uh, sometimes I get kinda
Peeved at these weak MC's with the
Supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G
You new kids sound like me
Y'all was grimy in the early nineties, far behind me
It ain't hard to find me number one with the booyaka
Gimme the Remi and the chronic ain't no tellin' what I do to ya
It's obvious the game's new to ya
Take them ends you make and spend 'em on a tutor ha
One shot, I'm through with ya

What's beef?
Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time
What's beef?
Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep
Beef is when you roll no less than thirty deep
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU

There'll be nothin' but smooth sailin'
When I spit shots, now your crew's bailin'
All I got is heat and tough talk for you
Tie you up, cut your balls off just to use
Man listen straight torture, look what that slick shit bought ya
A first class ticket to Lucifer, real name Christopher
Watch me set it off like Vivica
Here lies your demise, close your eyes
Think good thoughts, die while your skin start to glisten
Pale blue hands get cold, your soul's risen
It's bad 'cause I just begun, what make the shit real bad
I was havin' fun