Beef 歌词
| 歌曲 | Beef |
| 歌手 | Lil Wayne |
| 专辑 | Lights Out |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 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 |
| 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? | |
| hook2x 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 ninemillimeters 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 chickapow! | |
| 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? | |
| hook4x 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 |
| 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? | |
| hook2x 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 ninemillimeters 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 chickapow! | |
| 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? | |
| hook4x 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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