UNCLE MURDA - Who Want Beef lyrics

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Feat. Chinx Drugz

Money talk, who want beef niggas

Money talk, who is these niggas

Money talk, where your bees niggas

Got some sooners with me, Lil Chief Keef niggas

Don’t ask me if I’m good nigga

You can see that I’m good nigga

I pull up my own road nigga

And I push a nigga, what nigga

I wish a nigga would try me

I get this whole hood by me

Caught them slipping in this girl car

Smoke them bullet on tape sip it the world’s gone

I’m still moving bricks at hard

Your main bitch don’t even get my dick hard

Nigga, nigga just watch

Nigga, nigga just watch

You shining in the wrong hood

I’m ‘bout to get you got

Give me that gold watch, gold rings and gold chain

He got all gold everything on looking like …

You robbed to that James, I ain’t robbed to that James

Say yeah all gold, everything on, looking like turning that James

Money talk, who want beef niggas

Money talk, who is these niggas

Money talk, where your bees niggas

Got some sooners with me, Lil Chief Keef niggas

Don’t ask me if I’m good nigga

You can see that I’m good

I pull up my own road nigga

And I push a nigga what nigga

Drive that Rarri in my projects nigga

Hot than a ma, I’m the … nigga

She said she a dancer, she is not a stripper

But she bust that pussy open for a dollar nigga

Fuck boys we on it, your game’s been decoded

My meat beat 3 quarters, your bitch she deep throating

That’s your hoe but I’m knee deep in her

Caught them all I wanna skeet skeet in her

I got Chief Keef in her

You eat it like a 3 piece dinner

Even when I’m done load that Glock around

You ain’t talking money nigga not now

New jays on, my shades on

You raise up and get shot down

My young boys they go home, send 12 bullets in one hoe

They ride loud like Lil Kim and they break you off with that drum roll

Money talk, who want beef niggas

Money talk, who is these niggas

Money talk, where your bees niggas

Got some sooners with me, Lil Chief Keef niggas

Don’t ask me if I’m good nigga

You can see that I’m good, nigga

I pull up my own road nigga

And I push a nigga what nigga

You know we got our foot on these niggas next, man

Taking their fake chains off

You monkey niggas

I feed you a whole banana clip nigga

You can’t call the police without no tongue nigga

Faggot ass niggas

GMG ,true ass Brooklyn