Beef

Y'all don't want, beef

No y'all don't want, that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats

Y'all don't want, beef

No y'all don't want, that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats

Word to my cousin, the truth and no lie

Me and my dawg was in his brand new Land, puffin' on lye

Tameka came by, glossy-eyed as she cried

Lil' Jay got sprayed with a chrome four-five

That's my motherf**kin' man, get in the Land

Head to the rest, grab vests, switch whips to the Caravan

I heard an ambulance right up the block

Plus more shots, the shit's gettin' hot, pull up and park

By the back, pass the gat, hit the lights and lay back

Hold up, now roll up, yo where them niggaz at?

I know one of them cats from the projects with Jay

The first nigga move, I'ma pull this gun, spray

No delay, we stay night to f**kin' dawn

It's on, my head spinnin', feelin' my cheeks get warm

Tears drip as I stepped out the whip

Slipped a clip, had to get hit, uh-uh that's that bullshit

Y'all don't want beef

No y'all don't want that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats

Y'all don't want beef

No y'all don't want that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats

Yo, I can't believe my man since 3rd grade got sprayed

Bullet laced as he laid, chokin' up blood with no aid

Made money for the purpose of his daughter

Victim of an unmerciful slaughter, explain harder

Or don't bother, I'ma heat yo' ass like lava

Identified was that tinted gray Chevy Impala

Fleein' the scene, as the back tires screamed

Now for them my man [Incomprehensible], ruined his whole dream

Of playin' ball pro, bitch that's how it go

You let me know, I'll hit your whole f**kin' team with the metal

Mental struggle got my hand under the bubble

Tryin' to blow steam and leave the scene blood puddles

Snakes, whattup nigga? These niggaz ain't explainin'

Well, f**k it then, it's time for some gestratin'

Hit him in the worthless shell he came in

Murder is a sin, but it's worse him dyin' on revenge and I ain't havin' it

Y'all don't want beef

No y'all don't want that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats

Y'all don't want beef

No y'all don't want that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats

I ain't havin' it, reached in the bubble and grabbed it

Automatic cocked back and squeezed through his Polo fabric

Nigga duckin' and runnin', irrationally gunnin'

Thinkin' to myself, do I gotta hit someone

Then I heard shots from a back route

Fired back out, got shot, dropped and blacked out

Put in a clap out, didn't map out or act out the plans

Now I'm consciously layin' while bullets is sprayin' the Caravan

We can't lose, I hear shotguns then 22's

Left arm booze, or blood soaked through my Adidas shoes

Heavy breathin', a lot of bleedin'

Bitches screamin', put over on my good shoulder, started squeezin'

Out the back window, she gave the wrong info

Suddenly crashed into a Pinto

Hopped out, flew through the back yard, word to God

It's on and I felt the gat slip through my palm

Kept runnin', hopped the fence, hopin' that I didn't leave prints

Spotted a black Ac' parked with dark tints

Broke the passenger's side, hotwired the wide and slide

Another unsolved homicide

Y'all don't want beef

No y'all don't want that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats

Y'all don't want beef

No y'all don't want that

Get caught up in these streets

Get shot up by them heats