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[03:21.00]Artist：young gunz
[03:21.00]Songs Title：beef
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[03:21.00]Yo C hand me that muthaf**king ratchet man
[03:21.00]These niggas talkin all that beef sh*t
[03:21.00]Soon as this ni**a come around the muthaf**king corner I'ma lay this ni**a
[03:21.00]F**k this ni**a
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[03:21.00]Hundred round lay em down from a far
[03:21.00]Talking that trunk sh*t layed down by the bar
[03:21.00]Spit it how I live it
[03:21.00]Yeah I'm down for the ?
[03:21.00]Thinking I ain't wit it run around from New York
[03:21.00]Though I Knew niggas niggas is down wit the law
[03:21.00]All new heat niggas ain' down wit the broads
[03:21.00]I ain't trying lease I'm putting down what it cost
[03:21.00]All you playa haters get lost
[03:21.00]I'm warning niggas,informing niggas we can take it toe-to-toe blow-for-blow
[03:21.00]Grab you 4 teflons going ?
[03:21.00]Shoot em' up niggas is rugered up
[03:21.00]The lead flying, somebody dying, suit em' up
[03:21.00]Ni**a you come in our direction
[03:21.00]Shells in your fleshing
[03:21.00]I was told homey squeeze first in thought of question
[03:21.00]Niggas will never ever get on our level
[03:21.00]Before you getting my chedder
[03:21.00]Homey you kiss my bareta
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[03:21.00]If it's beef fire it up{repeat 8x's}
[03:21.00]Yo it start from a fist fight
[03:21.00]You know where it end right
[03:21.00]Niggas talkin that roach sh*t
[03:21.00]Getting they ratchet
[03:21.00]Trying lead the only thing you love out to be bastards
[03:21.00]Gotta walk down on them cause them feinds ain't asking
[03:21.00]That laser grip b******t you mine as get rid of it
[03:21.00]what I got I let it breathe a lil' bit
[03:21.00]Trust me that pump-action garunteed you a casket{Whooo!}
[03:21.00]Some crying other niggas was laughing
[03:21.00]In my hood it ain't good
[03:21.00]Niggas get what they deserve
[03:21.00]That Mauseberg 500 lay em' on the curb
[03:21.00]All cause him and them had a couple words
[03:21.00]Now mom dukes letting off a couple birds
[03:21.00]Dubs cry, slugs fly most times it ain't even over no pies
[03:21.00]It's just some regular of guys
[03:21.00]Wanted dead or alive and in my hood they never ask that Question Why?
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[03:21.00]You know we right back at em
[03:21.00]Tinted up on the caddy
[03:21.00]Bunch of pistol grip and I fullied the automaty
[03:21.00]Yeah, and I can care less if they bag me
[03:21.00]Gotta hit em' where it hurt
[03:21.00]While she coming out of church
[03:21.00]Ransom a 100 grand it can get me what she worth
[03:21.00]For I put her to the earth
[03:21.00]And otherwise she murked
[03:21.00]Just another T-shirt
[03:21.00]Ni**a lost in the sauce
[03:21.00]Next time you know better f**kin' wit a boss
[03:21.00]They know we tear the place up
[03:21.00]Face fruity and the Jacob
[03:21.00]Play tough big a** toolie cover the waist up
[03:21.00]Call my ace up ni**a ? on his way up
[03:21.00]I told him bring the eight's up and come one bring the K's up
[03:21.00]Coming straight up somebody block getting sprayed
[03:21.00]Babies time to wake up somebody shooting again
[03:21.00]Somebody losing a friend over music again
[03:21.00]Happened before we'll do it again
[03:21.00]YOU F**K AROUND NI**A!