Verse 1: I spit something that get your adrenaline pumpin' nigga, show you J.Lo aint the only one dumpin' niggas, If you really want beef im right here so come get me, the 45 make niggas snap,crackle and pop like rice crispies, ask anybody they'll tell ya im the nicest, that AK make niggas drop like wal-mart prices, From rich to poor from poor to rich, i don went from bitch to hoe from hoe to bitch (Nigga)
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you dont really want beef wit me,
homie you dont really want beef, you dont really want beef with me cuz homie,you dont really want beef wit me,
homie you dont really want beef, you dont really want beef with me cuz homie,
Verse 2:
you say you got gunz but i dont hear no shots, If yall rappers so hard why they ain't say yall hot, see yall niggaz beat yall meat and watch porn, while this nigga gettin blowed lik a fuckin' french horn, I scoop bitches fast like a poopa scoopa, then run all up in them hoes like a oompa loompa, now-a-days its mad hard tryna get an expansion, cuz this boy get more pussy than the playboy mansion
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you dont really want beef wit me,
homie you dont really want beef, you dont really want beef with me cuz homie,you dont really want beef wit me,
homie you dont really want beef, you dont really want beef with me cuz homie,
(Verse 3)
You run around in your hood like its all fun and games,
Because that AK-47 will spray all yall lames,
That 45 in lap just in case I have to hit a nigga up,
Or shoot up a whip I don’t give fuck, if I said then I meant it cock sucker, my block sucker like Camron Its popcorn and hot butter,
So don’t get outta line unless you ready for my nine, homie im always on the gind I told ya before
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you dont really want beef wit me,
homie you dont really want beef, you dont really want beef with me cuz homie,you dont really want beef wit me,
homie you dont really want beef, you dont really want beef with me cuz homie,
(Young Brikkz Talking)
We ready, what yall niggaz really wanna do Neva Die Records ya heard me