Stylz the Artiste - What's Beef (feat. T.Marie) Lyrics

I can smell the hunger on yo breath nigga
Shit ain't going right and now it's got you looking left nigga
See em at the light, them creepers gone take yo breath nigga
Reach under that seat
Grab that heat
Nigga pull the trigger
Bitches mobbing me
Coming deep for some minor figures
Running bout a lick scared to hit
They some pussy niggas
Full of all that hoot'n hollering
Won't touch the trigger
Scared to go to jail they'll see hell when I see them niggas
Pull up to yo spot like
Broad daylight
All action
Got one on my waist
One in my hand bitch I'm blasting
See you in a week
Tell yo momma close the casket
Or they gone see them holes you got
From f*cking with a savage
Saying you the plug nigga
Talking to the plug nigga
Thought you was a thug nigga
Come here you'll get drug nigga
Tie you by yo feet
Hang yo body from a truck nigga
Riding round the city till we think you had enough nigga
Walking round with cold feet
Scared to blast that cold heat
Only got a tool cause you scared to get yo ass beat
Yo momma shoulda did it well before you even met me
Bout to put some fire to that ass
This that real heat
What's beef
It's been awhile since I been in the streets
You niggas think I'm soft
You new bitches looking weak
What's Beef
I hear a lot of shit between yo teeth
Nigga run it
Want them dummies to yo head or this heat
What's beef
It's been a while since I been in the streets
You niggas think I'm soft
You new bitches looking weak
What's Beef
I hear a lot of shit between yo teeth
Nigga run it
Want them dummies to yo head or this heat
Today I got time
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
I'm bout to show you crazy
You gone lay down or get put down
I do this on a daily
Boy you twisted if you thinking imma let a nigga play me
I'm a savage to you average niggas
I mean you average niggas ain't shit to a savage
F*ck you thought
I been quiet tryna handle business
But now you new niggas want beef
And Imma burn you real quick
F*ck that burner in yo hand
You using a full clip
I got one inside my barrel
Shooting execution
F*ck them niggas that you run with
I bet they won't do shit
F*ck them bitches that you f*cking
They never had true dick
Now I said I got time
Bitch if you want it we can run it
Blow a hole in yo stomach
Semi-automatic packing
I call em my lil drummers
See the money that you flashing
I'm bout to make smooths hunnids
What's beef
It's been a while since I been in the streets
You niggas think I'm soft
You new bitches looking weak
What's Beef
I hear a lot of shit between yo teeth
Nigga run it
Want them dummies to yo head or this heat
What's beef
It's been a while since I been in the streets
You niggas think I'm soft
You new bitches looking weak
What's Beef
I hear a lot of shit between yo teeth
Nigga run it
Want them dummies to yo head or this heat
I don't really have beef, cuz I don't really f*ck wit hoes
And when I do they gimmie loot, then gimmie top, then leave me lone
Tryna be a saint will get this glock on ya super dome
Then ya mama get a ring ring like the Super bowl
Big man tings like a Rasta wit the dreddies on
And my bad bitch booty just swing like a metronome
If u want da work I could plug u for the super low
Rolled up hunnits 4 the POW, if u could take a blow
Ohhweee
It's Beachgirltmarie I'm crazy wavy
All gold, str8 crack... 80s baby
Pull up on yo block mad crazy
Long Beach, but I run AZ like big Larry
1 call head blown
Goons look like Jim Carry wit mask on
No beef, no joke
Trust me u don't want no smoke
What's beef
It's been a while since I been in the streets
You niggas think I'm soft
You new bitches looking weak
What's Beef
I hear a lot of shit between yo teeth
Nigga run it
Want them dummies to yo head or this heat
What's beef
It's been a while since I been in the streets
You niggas think I'm soft
You new bitches looking weak
What's Beef
I hear a lot of shit between yo teeth
Nigga run it
Want them dummies to yo head or this heat