Текст (слова) песни: Lil Wayne - Beef

 
[Lil Wayne] 
Check 
Huh 
What? 
What? 
Let`s go, nigga (Where you at, Wheezy?) 
 
You liable to catch me speedin` up the six, or beatin` up a chick 
or standin` over a stove, sweatin`, heatin` up a brick 
And we keep the hustlin` slick, and got clips like bananas 
We twist the bandanas, and spit at niggas with cannons 
We ran in habitats with masks and plastic gats 
Stormin` through the house, screamin`, "Where`s this bastard`s crack?!!" 
I flash the mack in front of your gal and make her tell 
Like, "Slut! Where`s the yay, or I`ma pop one in your grill!" 
It`s Lil Wayne, nigga - blast and bang triggas 
Pay with my change, then I`m gon` have to bang niggas 
I bag the caine quicker, and sprinkle like rain, nigga 
Flood the av quick with the quarters and halves, nigga 
If you out, you can find me on the street with the work 
If it`s a drought, you can find me on the street with the work 
Never slip - I empty half a clip deep in your shirt 
And put your whole clique deep in the dirt 
Smell me? 
 
(Hook-2x [Lil Wayne]) 
Who wan` beef with `em? 
Who wan` creep with `em? 
And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I sleep with `em 
See, we can sweep with `em `cause it get deep with `em 
And when it comes down to drugs, I`m on the streets with `em 
 
[Lil Wayne] 
Look 
I`m the youngest Hot Boy on the field with heaters 
Let my nine-millimeters kill your peoples 
Bust up in your house and put the gun to lil` Renita 
Give me the yay, or else I`ma put her in her sneakers 
Wow (wow, wow) you can catch me in all black with no smile 
Me, Turk, Geezy, and `Nile - chicka-POW! 
How come these niggaz keep burnin the world? 
and why the hell this nigga Wheezy keep firmin your girl? 
Turnin the wheel on the orange and teal Bentley drop 
Then I`ma put that up and hop in the van and hit your block 
Tell your mom to get the cops cause y`all gon` need `em 
When you see them bullets that my glock pop, y`all gon` eat `em 
See this for all my niggaz in the pen, I hope for freedom 
And this for all my niggaz buyin bricks, I got `em cheaper 
Keep a nigga quiet as a mouse when I come 
Wayne #1 Hot Boy, hot as the sun - ya smell me? 
 
(Hook [Lil Wayne]) 
Who wan` beef with `em? 
Who wan` creep with `em? 
And when it comes down to guns, nigga, I sleep with `em 
See, we can sweep with `em `cause it get deep with `em 
And when it comes down to drugs, I`m on the streets with `em 
 
Who wan` beef with `em? 
Who wan` creep with `em? 
`cause when it comes down to guns, nigga, I sleep with `em 
See, we can sweep with `em `cause it get deep with `em 
And when it comes down to drugs, I`m on the streets with `em 
 
[Lil Wayne] 
Nasty case, nigga run up in your crib, crash the place 
Mask the face, automatic attach to waist 
You bastards play? Then it get awful and bad 
There will be no more walkin for dad, and it`s off with your head 
And they gon` either get it right, or they get it at night 
And when they spit, it lick his ass twice like 20 damn dice 
Henny and ice is what I prefer, but light on the rocks 
I pack them clips tight on them glocks and light up your block 
And if there`s coke involved, then your throat`s involved 
I get the toaster and roll up and smoke most of y`all 
Me and my nigga, Super Sosa, run up in your crib 
while your grandma watchin Oprah, jag her up and rope her 
If you wan` grudge, chances slim like Ethiopia 
If you want drugs, I got more flavors than Fruitopia 
Recognize it`s real and nuttin udder than that 
Cause one from the mac`ll have blood coverin your back, ha? 
 
(Hook-4x [Lil Wayne]) 
Who wan` beef with `em? 
Who wan` creep with `em? 
`cause when it comes down to guns, nigga, I sleep with `em 
See, we can sweep with `em `cause it get deep with `em 
And when it comes down to drugs, I`m on the streets with `em 
 
[Lil Wayne] 
Who wan` beef with a nigga? Creep with a nigga? 
When it comes down to guns, look, I sleep with them triggas
 

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