but it's fair man, ain't a joke out here Niggaz been doin good for a long time but now the game has changed, y'knahmsayin? We just came home, now we got BEEF
Traduction: De La Soul. Boeuf.
it's fair man, ain't a joke out here Niggaz been doin good for a long time but now the game has changed, y'knahmsayin? We just came home, now we got BEEF
(feat. Krumbsnatcha) [Chorus: x2] 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 [Krumbsnatcha
Arab) [Intro: Soulja Boy] Soulja Boy, Arab in the building We ending all beef right now Ya'll Niggas goin shoot by us so SHUT THE FUCK UP, NIGGA! [Soulja
rain Waiting for fiends with a pint of beef lomain Breaking day on the grind, I used to be so drained But ain't a Saturday I wasn't up to see Soul Train
Basically, I got beef, I wanna talk to you directly, I Can?t ignore, I can't escape, and that's cause, you Affect me, you cripple me, you shackle me
climate My climate is way higher then Lindsay Lohan nostrils on powder Sorry mark I don?t want offend your sisters good friend But when my pen get in It pretends it?s a soul
That nigga ain't got it all Shit we just alike [Chorus] [Verse 3: Slim Dunkin] I ain't no vegetarian, bitch I like the beef Put your lips on the curve
your wig stomped And 9-1-1 is just a number, cause the laws ain't coming We all got glock 40's, and let em thump So before, I sell my soul A nigga like
, I'm fresh out of motherfucking prison with it On swoll, my ambitions is different behold My attitude is cold, I'll bust your nose I steal your soul,
faces, when the prince wanted to see me When they thought I was leaving, they wanted to D-E-A-D me Dropping salt on my name, saying I sold my soul And
the hammer back Strike wit' a cannon and blow your muthaf**kin' back out They blast but I'm still standin' Slightly scarred deep Questions for the lord, why he don't like me, guard my soul
I hope you comfortable cause yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out under the safety of darkness, amongst the crazed and the heartless and young soul
, we try to change the past, in vain Never knowin if this game'll last, feelin ashamed of cocaine, the product of the devil, am I sellin my soul? Got
of us Plus we wake up with our tec on us We test yo' nuts in a heartbeat, sleep on the street Obey the rules of the ones who want yo' beef I'll eat Y'
