got some, beef [x2] We got some, beef I heard you want, me We got some beef you want me-e-eee You want me we got beef You want me, we got, beeeefff [
O] Nigga I'm from the projects Now pack my tech And I demand respect You plan a place and get checked And I'll make your t-shirt wet See I'm that fed
shots changed my whole life, throats were slit Niggaz die by my orders when I wrote this shit Though we go back like wild knights at Latin Quarters Niggaz tried to kill me, and I fed
stay illiterate and feeble, legally licked You go the ways of the weasel (the weasel) [Chorus: 3rd Bass x2] Pop Pop goes the weasel, the weasel [3X
Nice] So some stay illiterate and feeble, legally licked You go the ways of the weasel (the weasel) [Chorus: 3rd Bass x2] Pop Pop goes the weasel, the weasel [3X
gave me the talent to be way lyrical, man I gotta get him out I'ma pray till I do, believe in God I'm telling you [Hook: x2] Lord when you call, I'm
[Intro: 50 Cent] Yea, Uhuh, Lets Take Em Dre, Yea [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Tony Did Ten Years In The Fed Joint, He Half Way Out He Aint Home, His Ass In A
At least I think I was here asleep... Is it possible, conceiveable that I sleepwalked out of my apartment And went berzerk?" [Aesop Rock] In slipped rhythm Fed
Game) We out in this...P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry (Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
spend 10 on a watch Face lift it Hit it straight nuttin' to taste wit it Fuck shots Cop bottles, whole case wit it Street war Niggaz don't beef no more
10 on a watch Face lift it Hit it straight nuttin' to taste wit it Fuck shots Cop bottles, whole case wit it Street war Niggaz don't beef no more See
[Intro: Krayzie] Stay on the grind and rise on up, give it all you got [x5] [Verse 1: Krayzie] Shit, we done come up a long way We crept and we came
the white building up the block Who used to be the hype man, for Ruck and Rock Who knew the number to them bitches that can suck some cock Got in the beef
[Sadat X] Cool-ass Al, he got a badge from the neighborhood yo Fly police car, the ninety-two mod-el.. now check it out Now Al used to rob, used to smoke
you oughta realize the fact That you've been gettin used like a trick You think you're mighty, but yo, whitey got your head sick See you were fed thick
Can you taste the fifth to ya lips? Now it's time for setups, dramas, fucking fed up All ya haters enter, mothafuckas get beret' up Come on! [Chorus] [Break x
sell crack? Let me know You bust yo gat? Let me know You sell weed? Let me know Well where the trees? Let me know You a fed? Let me know She give head