Lyric Song Beefing: Huh!
Ha!
Yea
Lets 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 nigganow 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 ityou had to hit it too
We was crew
You was with me when I first pulled the trigger
You tried to shoot toobut your gun jammed
So we pulled offya 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 weedto the needy
Everything be 50 50
Ain t no need for being greedy
You my dogghuh 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 moneypowerand 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
Yeahniggawhats happenin
Whats happenin with ya dogg
Niggawhats 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 doggIt ain t like that between us
See what it isis
You talkin to these niggazand 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 cribwith this murder murder tone in your voice
WhatI 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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