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Yo, see hand me that muthafuckin' ratchet manThese niggas talkin' all that beef shitSoon as this nigga come around the muthafuckin' cornerI'ma lay this nigga, fuck this niggaHundred rounds lay 'em down from a farTalking that trunk shit laid down by the barSpit it how I live it, yeah, I'm down for the [Incomprehensible]Thinking I ain't wit it run around from New YorkThough I knew niggas, niggas is down wit the lawAll new heat niggas ain't down wit the broadsI ain't tryin' lease, I'm puttin' down what it costAll you playa haters get lostI'm warnin' niggas, informin' niggasWe can take it toe-to-toe, blow-for-blowGrab you four Teflons goin' [Incomprehensible]Shoot em' up, niggas is rugered upThe lead flyin', somebody dyin', suit em' upNigga you come in our direction, shells in your fleshin'I was told homey squeeze first in thought of questionNiggas will never ever get on our levelBefore you gettin' my cheddar, homey you kiss my baretaLetras de cancionesIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, fire it up, fire it upYo, it start from a fist fight, you know where it end rightNiggas talkin' that roach shit, gettin' they ratchetTryin' to lead the only thing you love out to be bastardsGotta 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 bitTrust me that pump-action guaranteed you a casketSome cryin' other niggas was laughin'In my hood it ain't good, niggas get what they deserveThat Mauseberg 500 lay em' on the curbAll cause him and them had a couple wordsNow mom dukes lettin' off a couple birdsDubs cry, slugs fly most times it ain't even over no piesIt's just some regular of guysWanted dead or aliveAnd in my hood they never ask that question whyIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, fire it up, fire it upYou know we right back at 'em, tinted up on the caddyBunch of pistol grips and I fullied the automatyYeah and I can care less if they bag meGotta hit 'em where it hurt, while she comin' out of churchRansom a hundred grand, it can get me what she worthFor I put her to the earth and otherwise she murkedJust another T-shirt, nigga lost in the sauceNext time you know better fuckin' with a bossThey know we tear the place up, face fruity and the JacobPlay tough big ass toolie cover the waist upCall my ace up nigga pay him on his way upI told him bring the eight's up and someone bring the K's upComin' straight up, somebody block gettin' sprayedBabies time to wake up somebody shootin' againSomebody losin' a friend over music againHappened before we'll do it again, you fuck around niggaIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, if it's beef, fire it upIf it's beef, fire it up, fire it up, fire it up From Letras Mania