เพลง Beef (feat. Meek Mill) (Clean)

Beef (Clean) - Tee Grizzley/Meek Mill (米克·米尔)

Written by：Terry Wallace/Robert Williams/Martin Mc Curtis Rafeal

Helluva made this beat baby

Haa

Meek you got your strap

Ain't nothin' to talk 'bout

Let's get it

I don't sleep on no beef

We ain't sleeping on these *s

You know I'm on top of everything ni**a lurking

I come on your street

We're just creeping on these *s yeah

F**k talking let that metal bang ni**a

Murk 'em

I don't squash no beef

We ain't throwing no flags

I was taught to handle everything ni**a handle that

I don't play with no beef

We ain't play with no p**sy

Run in his crib and kill everything living you hear me brr

If I wanted a ni**a gone he a dead man he through

Say my name on his song he a dead man that's your a**

Tryna hide behind your *s that's your man's a** ni**a

I leave his whole body bloody call him red man

Hit the club in them audi trucks and threw bands

Don't get it twisted b**ch we still got them scooby doo vans still slidin'

F**k with me I'ma come to where you stand

And walk in your house with big sh*t like I'm finna move in

Let me say that I don't wanna see you bustlin' kill the *s

*s in your backyard and on your front grass we here

And then don't shot cribs they gon' give you one chance

Like ni**a come outside or we gon' come in boy

I don't sleep on no beef

We ain't sleeping on these *s

You know I'm on top of everything ni**a lurking

I come on your street

We're just creeping on these *s yeah

F**k talking let that metal bang ni**a

Murk 'em

I don't squash no beef

We ain't throwing no flags

I was taught to handle everything ni**a handle that

I don't play with no beef

We ain't play with no p**sy

Run in his crib and kill everything living you hear me brr

Yeah ni**a diss me in these raps how we gon' go about it

We gon' go about it

When we wack 'em sh*t Obama prolly gon' know about it brr

Load the chopper crack the window when we rollin' by there it go

F**k a drive by run 'em down so we know we got 'em hit 'em

Know we chopping test 'em and we leave you holy Bible woo

All this money got me thinking what I owe my rivals pussies

A ni**a said we tried to squash it then you know we lyin' fall

I told my youngin' grab that rifle set that boy on fire brr

Couple *s used to be with us we ain't make it to they funeral

They said that we did it

If we make it through the summer we gon' leave *s like what

Like it's auto with that auto we gone squeeze *s facts

I don't sleep on no beef

We ain't sleeping on these *s

You know I'm on top of everything ni**a lurking

I come on your street

We're just creeping on these *s yeah

F**k talking let that metal bang ni**a

Murk 'em

I don't squash no beef

We ain't throwing no flags

I was taught to handle everything ni**a handle that

I don't play with no beef

We ain't play with no p**sy

Run in his crib and kill everything living you hear me it's on

I see the fear in your face ni**a lying

And ain't no turning back I got my mind made ni**a for real

I chase ni**a eliminate *s ayy

Tell 'em leek that lemon squeeze ain't for lemonade ni**a no

I ain't no hatin' a** ni**a but I hate *s hate 'em

What they gone do that doctor ain't got sh*t to save *s it go

I'm through the city in that range with my thang ni**a on my momma

Say my name and get banged that's on gang ni**a gang gang gang

Still putting draco's on the plane ni**a draco

Stopped the PJ in your city we ain't playin' ni**a skurt

Heard he sneak dissing seen him what you sayin' ni**a what you sayin'

Lost the memory him must have had them xans in him on them xans

Still ride srts with the yams in 'em skurt

Rental in my cousin's name with the grams in him

Catch his homie out in traffic that's your man ni**a that's your man

He say he don't f**k with you and he a fan of us p**sy

These *s tweet a lot these *s text a lot

What they gone do when I pull up and make em' catch a lot

Blue beam on that choppa kamehameha

I throw them dragon balls at you like I'm kakarot boom boom boom

Circle through your hood where your crew at where your crew ni**a

Send your whole squad a message like a group text uh brr

Hit your dawg 20 times ni**a you next you next

Squeeze that glock until my trigger finger blue black bow

I don't sleep on no beef

We ain't sleeping on these *s

You know I'm on top of everything ni**a lurking

I come on your street

We're just creeping on these *s yeah

F**k talking let that metal bang ni**a

Murk 'em

I don't squash no beef

We ain't throwing no flags

I was taught to handle everything ni**a handle that

I don't play with no beef

We ain't play with no p**sy

Run in his crib and kill everything living brr