| Yeah, yeah |
| It’s another one of those… |
| Snoop D-O-Double G, L. T. Hutton thangs |
| Yeah, we all off up in the hills right about now |
| It’s about two in the morning! |
| I got big C-Style on the grill |
| Eastside!!! Keepin' it way real |
| Dogg Dogg, lbc |
| Chorus: Snoop Dogg (repeat 4X) |
| If you got beef, with dpg |
| Then holla at me, the D-O-G |
| Bridge: Charlie Wilson, Snoop |
| Any problems any problems you can holla at my dogg… |
| Holla, holla |
| Holla at my dogg, you could holla at my dogg, ohhhhh |
| Any problems any problems you could holla at my dogg |
| Holla at my dogg, holla at my dogg, heeeeey heeeeeeey |
| The life I lead |
| The average nigga would have broke down a long time ago |
| Try to bang in a show and get slumped like The Crow |
| Anyday now, we gonna run at my nigga them killas is Nathal |
| We see it all like night owls and we stay on the prowl |
| They don’t wanna see me shine again |
| They fuckin' with my mind again |
| But as soon as I finish this Heineken |
| I gotta go get my nine again |
| (It got a body on it from a party don’t it?) |
| Yeah I been tryin' to slang it, but don’t nobody want it |
| They can’t help you with band-aids, we comin' with grenades |
| You ain’t seen this many niggas in your life with diamonds and braids |
| I’m from the home where they get sprayed and gang related raids |
| Fuck y’all, that start bangin' after «Colors» was made |
| Let’s C-walk to that, and never give me no hassle |
| Cause I come from one of the worst cottage in Paso |
| It ain’t no mystery you dissin' me you dissin' my clique |
| And ain’t no question we come steppin' straight to get in your shit |
| So why you actin' like a bitch? Puttin' your business on wax |
| When we could scrap or slap a clip, if you wanted to crack |
| See in the pen we got a name for niggas runnin' they yap |
| Sale soldiers, roll 'em up with somethin' up in they back |
| Handles ours, battle scars, Shackles, guards and all |
| And we the last niggas standin' once they start to fall |
| Make the call, or fuck it, just kick off the brawl |
| Cuz I’m ridin' with my doggs, win, lose, or draw |
| Dogg pound insane, neighborhood twenty gangin' it |
| And every gangsta that I hang with down to bang |
| Full time pull mines and I gots to bust |
| Fuck a pass, when I mash, anybody get touched |
| So make my name taste just like a dick in your mouth |
| And watch the way you on my nuts when you spittin' it out |
| Dogghouse |
| Repeat Bridge |
| You got a muthafuckin' problem with my niggas then you got one with me |
| It’s the S to the Y, the L, just drop three keys |
| As I flee, to the homie L. T. 's, to make the magic |
| It’s those that talk, and those that make shit happen |
| So what’cha say? You wanna spit? You got beef? |
| D. P serve the heat, straight to the street |
| Honey west, I make the mission complete |
| Therefore them bitches who talk that shit |
| Be them bitches that’s gettin' they ass beat |
| Now don’t come round here fuckin' with us |
| Cuz on the real homeboy, we’ll be fuckin' you up |
| And to you bitches who be thinking y’all could slide by |
| With that punk shit, bitch, biddity bye bye |
| I fuck a bitch up faster than I do a nigga |
| See to me, most bitches is women but bitch you’z a nigga |
| We got rules and codes, G’s and hoes |
| Friends and foes, ride or get rode on |
| Nigga, nigga, bitch |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Got Beef, artist - Tha Eastsidaz. Album song Snoop Dogg Presents Tha Eastsidaz, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп