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504 Boyz - Beefing lyrics
Huh! Ha! Yea (Let's go get this bitch ass nigga) Let me tell you a little story about... About this nigga I knew... This nigga I knew... Jus-Just... Look [Chorus] You was my nigga, now we beefin' Im bustin' at you You bustin' at me And it wont stop till we both sleepin' (It's world war nigga) (Check this shit out) [Chorus] [Verse 1] We was claimin' the same hood Fucked the same bitches (same bitches) And they knew If I hit it, you had to hit it too We was crew You was with me when I first pulled the trigger You tried to shoot too, but your gun jammed So we pulled off..ya remember? I hid by your mama house for a couple of days Cause the niggaz we was beefin' with knew where I stayed We were some down south niggaz Bootin' 'em out niggaz The wrong route niggaz... Typical niggaz We just nickel and dime it Sellin' weed...to the needy Everything be 50-50 Ain't no need for being greedy You my dogg, huh? (For sho' bro) So thats how we played it Niggaz who hated... We rushin' them and demonstrated While we ain't to be faded On this mission to get money, power, and bitches Or whatever come along with these riches That's if nobody snitches I'd do a BID for ya Take care of your KID for ya But damn! Look what these pussy niggaz done did to ya [chorus in the background during the talking] -Hello?? -Yeah, nigga, whats happenin'? -Whats happenin' with ya dogg? -Nigga, whats happenin' with you nigga? Talking about you got some beef with me nigga -Beef wit' you? Nigga you know I'm a real nigga, If I had some beef with you, I'd come to you like a man dogg...It ain't like that between us See what it is, is... You talkin' to these niggaz...and these niggaz got you goin' [Verse 2] Them niggaz told you I blew up And I forgot about us The same niggaz who was with you and afraid to bust How could you listen to these niggaz? When they mean no good Mothafuckers aint even from our hood And know you snortin' furl with 'em Off in that world with 'em And Father forgive him He dance to some other rhythm Ever thought that we could work it out? We would meet But as long as you with them niggaz I'll be with that heat And thats deep Cause I made a promise to your mama when we was only 12 I'll deliver you from evil and keep you alive and well Guess I gotta disappoint her But you leave me no choice... Callin' my crib, with this murder-murder tone in your voice What...I'm a bitch or somethin'? I used to fight for ya Used to let you stay at my mama crib when shit jsut wasn't right for ya Look what you do me in return... I guess I played with fire So eventually it burns Nigga [chorus in the background] -Hello? Hello? Man this nigga done fuckin' hung up on me Y'all think that nigga serious? [Chorus] It's world war nigga |
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