Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm a bad block out hurr runnin' wild to run up on your ass Tommy gun style Call me Willy since I sleep with my clothes Make money with my partners as I my foes
In all black clothes the Grim Reaper It's G.I.B. and I'm my brother's Richie Rich will his fingers with the axe These trick-ass cowards be wearin' tampax
What ya think is, huh, a lifetime story Man, I'm knockin' cowards off of my riders me Lay it down, and quit bumpin' your gums Ain't no peace in the just bums and crumbs
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
say G.I.B. is a game But we hooded up doin' our family thing Straight hang and in the city of Kang Increasin' my change to an impeccable
That you reach, if you listen I'll teach Of course I'm a beast on tracks I release Whether East or West, envision a check my show pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey 'cuz possible for me to be poppin' today I'll keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the of your place Bet you won't wanna Keep the chrome in face, betta watch what you say, hey
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm [Incomprehensible] the streets my mission but the way I live ain't no guarantees Just of casualties sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me 'cuz a coward to speak on how I'll eat
But I don't when it comes to my meat Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' the sheets See we Get It Boyz and know we with the heat If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da beef to the (Y'all really want it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
put you lames in the place where you're eternally restin' And for that player-hatin' testin', you gon' meet the and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block niggas take no prisoners at war Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas in your door time
We're with the artillery, impose on your spot G's, plus, a silly G, I'll get your ass knocked Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand Find buzzards, split their wig that is my master plan
I don't start it but I finish it a true gun OGM and H-man, them true hell raisers From the WMPG, Northside street Stay equipped with the So we can it to the street, yo, bitch niggas
Bring da beef to the (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)