Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm a bad crook out hurr runnin' wild to run up on your ass Tommy gun style Call me One-eyed Willy since I sleep with my Make money my partners as I murder my foes
In all black clothes the Grim Reaper It's G.I.B. and I'm my keeper Richie Rich chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass should be wearin' tampax
ya think this is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm knockin' cowards off of my before me Lay it down, muthafucka and quit bumpin' gums Ain't no peace in the slums bums and crumbs
Bring da beef to the (Y'all don't really it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
say G.I.B. is a game But we just up doin' our family thing Straight hang and swang in the of Kang my change to an impeccable range
That you can't reach, if you listen teach Of I'm a beast on them tracks I release Whether or West, I'll envision a check my show pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey 'cuz it's for me to be poppin' today I'll keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the of your place Bet you wanna stay Keep the chrome in your face, watch what you say, hey
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't want it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm disturbin' the streets Money's my mission but the way I live no guarantees Just of casualties sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me 'cuz a chose to speak on how I'll eat
But I don't play when it to my meat Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' between the See we Get It Boyz and know we roll the heat If money got a problem, tell him he gon' get
Bring da beef to the (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'll put you lames in the place where you're restin' And for that testin', you gon' meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block niggas take no prisoners at war Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas in your door time
We're with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get ass knocked Ridin' in a minivan, contraband in my Find these buzzards, their wig that is my master plan
I don't start it but I finish it a gun blazer OGM and H-man, some true hell raisers the WMPG, Northside [Incomprehensible] street Stay equipped with the So we can it to the street, yo, bitch niggas
Bring da beef to the (Y'all don't really it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)