Beef Lyrics - Singles - Young Gunz

Yo, C hand me that muthafuckin' ratchet man 

These niggas talkin' all that beef shit 

Soon as this nigga come around the muthafuckin' corner 

I'ma lay this nigga, fuck this nigga 

Hundred rounds lay 'em down from a far 

Talking that trunk shit layed down by the bar 

Spit it how I live it, yeah, I'm down for the [Incomprehensible] 

Thinking I ain't wit it run around from New York 

Though I knew niggas, niggas is down wit the law 

All new heat niggas ain't down wit the broads 

I ain't tryin' lease, I'm puttin' down what it cost 

All you playa haters get lost 

I'm warnin' niggas, informin' niggas 

We can take it toe-to-toe, blow-for-blow 

Grab you four Teflons goin' [Incomprehensible] 

Shoot em' up, niggas is rugered up 

The lead flyin', somebody dyin', suit em' up 

Nigga you come in our direction, shells in your fleshin' 

I was told homey squeeze first in thought of question 

Niggas will never ever get on our level 

Before you gettin' my cheddar, homey you kiss my bareta 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, fire it up, fire it up 

Yo, it start from a fist fight, you know where it end right 

Niggas talkin' that roach shit, gettin' they ratchet 

Tryin' to lead the only thing you love out to be bastards 

Gotta walk down on them, 'cause them feinds ain't askin' 

That laser grip bullshit you might as well get rid of it 

[Incomprehensible] what I got I let it breathe a little bit 

Trust me that pump-action guaranteed you a casket 

Some cryin' other niggas was laughin' 

In my hood it ain't good, niggas get what they deserve 

That Mauseberg 500 lay em' on the curb 

All cause him and them had a couple words 

Now mom dukes lettin' off a couple birds 

Dubs cry, slugs fly most times it ain't even over no pies 

It's just some regular of guys 

Wanted dead or alive 

And in my hood they never ask that question why 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, fire it up, fire it up 

You know we right back at 'em, tinted up on the caddy 

Bunch of pistol grips and I fullied the automaty 

Yeah and I can care less if they bag me 

Gotta hit 'em where it hurt, while she comin' out of church 

Ransom a hundred grand, it can get me what she worth 

For I put her to the earth and otherwise she murked 

Just another T-shirt, nigga lost in the sauce 

Next time you know better fuckin' with a boss 

They know we tear the place up, face fruity and the Jacob 

Play tough big ass toolie cover the waist up 

Call my ace up nigga pay him on his way up 

I told him bring the eight's up and someone bring the K's up 

Comin' straight up, somebody block gettin' sprayed 

Babies time to wake up somebody shootin' again 

Somebody losin' a friend over music again 

Happened before we'll do it again, you fuck around nigga 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it up 

If it's beef, fire it up, fire it up, fire it up