Intro:

What them niggas in here wanted to know

They done made beef with one of the realest niggas rollin

Now it's time to go



Verse 1:

Now pump me up so all them real niggaz can feel me

I told y'all what I represent and that's until they kill me

Why these niggas play with me I guess I never know the answer

Well beefin with Mac is like sleepin with lung cancer

You know you gon die you don't know where

You don't know when, you don't know nothin

But that nigga was camoflauged with a mac 10

I remember y'all faces, I remember the days I remember the times

I remember I was in the mall and this nigga just wasn't respectin my

mind

I knew the nigga he was with and the nigga he was with was tellin him

chill

This nigga continued, this nigga couldn't be for real

I never said a word, cause TRU niggas don't be yappin

He must take me for some kind of hoe, cause I be rappin

I look in his eyes and seen the daddy was really soft

Either he just full of that shit, or just tryin to get his nuts off

However, whatever, I don't give a fuck, you done played with the big

chief

Now asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga



Chorus: 2X

We got beef

All my niggas gon ride tonight

We got beef

Somebody's gon die tonight

We got beef

Don't even sleep

Soon as I leave the studio, I'll be headed to your street nigga



Verse 2:

I was by my potnahs house peepin out these beats that he made

Just chillin, free stylin, just thinkin about some ways to get paid

Some new nigga he came around and I never met him

Get close to me, I don't even know why these niggas let him

For some strange reason, he never looked me in my eyes

When he spoke he ducked his head, or just yapped to one of them other

guys

And we was outside talkin, I was lettin him peep out my new weapon

I walked away for one second, when I came back he started steppin

Look, I thought nothin of it, I just continued to yap and talk

But when I went to go get my shit, I had realized my shit had walked

What the fuck? Who the fuck got a ride? Look show me his spot

If I see this nigga with my shit, this nigga gon get got

But the Lord must love the wicked too, cause I had never seen his face

But you best believe when I catch him, him and my bullets they gon

embrace

Forgive me for my anger, I'm a product of the streets

And I was taught that you never ever ever sleep with beef, peace



Chorus



Outro:

We got beef

When you beefin with them No Limit niggas, it's like beefin with me

When you beefin with Master P nigga, that's like beefin with me

When you beefin with the Shocker, that's like beefin with me

Nigga, when you beefin with C-Murder, that's like beefin with me

When you beefin with any nigga on the tank, that's like beefin with me

And you know what I do to niggas that beef with me

I cook 'em nigga