Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beef, artist - Fed-XDate of issue: 31.07.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Beef |
| Welcome to Richmond I’m city slickin' they couldn’t picture me rollin' |
| I’m big whippin' from penny pinchin' so many strikes I’m bowlin' |
| Hear me sedanin' through the streets the ghetto birds patrollin' |
| They got the spotlight on me like I’m stage performin' |
| I’m wid my cop right homie, and countin' money gets borin' |
| Alotta gunplay, I’m still out here drug warrin' |
| I pull, up to valet this is a westside story |
| I get you clapped now tonight, or maybe in the mornin' |
| This is real beef |
| I hear you want me up in these streets |
| I hear you want me we got some, beef |
| I hear you want me up in these streets |
| I hear you want me we got some, beef |
| 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 |
| Fresh off stage, and now I’m back where I belong |
| In the hood the gutter the projects we get it on |
| West coast stamp on a package of raw |
| And this Mac won’t jam so I’m clappin' you all |
| Brake light ya best man and leave him dead on the floor |
| Wack you and ya old lady I’m never leavin' a flaw |
| Cause this is mob life, nigga welcome aboard |
| I got guns in every car in my door, wid a thirty clip |
| Send him some slick shit go ahead and let him hit the fence |
| I’ll have his momma pinched, three in the back |
| And had to clean the chopper up in the thrash wid the bastards |
| This is sex money and murder |
| Haven’t you ever heard of a killer |
| Kickin' in doors yellin' freeze like the rollers |