Chief Now asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga Chorus: 2x We got beef All my niggas gon ride tonight We got beef Somebody's gon die tonight We got beef
Übersetzung: Mac. Rindfleisch.
asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga [Chorus: x2] We got beef All my niggas gon ride tonight We got beef Somebody's gon die tonight We got beef
G.] I'm in the club, post up, way in the back Got a bottle of gin and I snuck in with the mac Got my fresh bows on, ree's on my feet Hoes love when
a glock Bought downtown When I hit your spot I'm tearin it down Chopper City be coming playing with over a hundred rounds SK's, AK's, 10 and 4's, G's and Mac
me Gotta Mac-10 and you aint even bust back And your boy got hit in the back What type of nigga is that (Hook) That's why I stay in all black Get the Mac
You betta hit the deck when the king on set We got them G'z on deck And hit the deck when the king on set [T.I.:] Strap a slug on me mac 11 in the bubble
gon have 80 virgins I'm the 'Burb swervin Cause I'm drunk and I'm high With that glock and pump, that mac and .45 Fuck the police they killed Sean Bell
You supposed to be hard muthafucka You so tough Bury all ya hatin Cause hatred'll bury ya Learn not to talk tough talk through ya cellular Fuck gettin beef
y'all hear me cause (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) Never met Big L or Big Pun We only got big dreams where a nigga come from Even with all the beef
machen? Sag erstmal deinen Freunden bescheid. Ich hab' keine Zeit zu disskutieren, ich will lieber den Vodka trinken. Ey, ich hab' kein bock auf Beef,
rollin' with the thugs so You must be on drugs to the head Get your ass break down Broken half baby I'm a feelin' like a motherfuckin psychopathic And if you got beef
a different breed Yeah, wait until these jokers get a load of me I watch your clique like a flick, find your backbone Line 'em up nice, come through with the mac blowin Beef
Your Cadillac if you make it to that, I'm hitting that The 70's was smack The 80's crack. The 90's was grimey Millennium mac man Clips on the whips I
stay wit the Mac, cause niggaz tried to blaze me once In the hood they be like, "Damn, 50 really spitted on 'em" "You heard that shit?" "Yeah, 50 really shitted on 'em" Beef
a coward and hide Either way you go against me, you still gon die I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef You wanna talk, it ain't about money
that money man (Lets get that money man) [Verse 3: Skip] Man fuck them other niggas Cause i'm down for my niggas I'm about to blaze with the Mac and
t forget shit Mac check Clip check Vest check I'm ready to roll Its no contest I'm the Codeez from the East Niggas mad I'm doin' good so I wake up to new beef
