Beefy - What's Beef lyrics

The Commission, Uncle Paulie, Big Ditti Caesar Leo DeGenero, Charlie Baltimore, Iceberg Slim The most shady, Franky Baby, we here Do you know what beef is? Do you know what beef is? Ask your self: do you know what beef is? Ha ha ha ha ha, check out this bizarre Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein' Will reach the f**in' ceiling, check, check it My Calico been co*ked this rap Alfred Hitchco*k Drop top notch playa hating won't stop This instant, rappers too persistent Quick to spit Biggie's name on sh**, make my name taste Like a** when you speak it, see me in the street Your j**ellery you can keep it, that be our little secret See me, B that is, I that is, G whiz Motherf**ers still in my biz Don't they know my brother Gutter f**in' kidnap kids? f** 'em in they a**, throw 'em over the bridge That's how it is, my sh** is laid out f** that beef sh**, that sh** is played out Y'all gots the gall, all I make is one phone call All y'all disappear by tomorrow All your guns is borrowed, I don't feel sorrow Actually, your man pa**ed the gat to me, now check this What's beef? Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time What's beef? Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep Beef is when you roll no less than thirty deep Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU, check it I done smoked with the best of 'em shot at the rest of 'em Was about a hundred or more, maybe less of 'em Got my rocks off, that person from the Brook just be Wilin' on you, just be stylin' on you When I tried to warn you but your eyes f**ed up Now I cleared them sh**s with hits you on the f**in' bench Pardon my French but uh, sometimes I get kinda Peeved at these weak MC's with the Supreme baller like lyrics I call 'em like I see 'em G You new kids sound like me Y'all was grimy in the early nineties, far behind me It ain't hard to find me number one with the booyaka Gimme the Remi and the chronic ain't no tellin' what I do to ya It's obvious the game's new to ya Take them ends you make and spend 'em on a tutor ha One shot, I'm through with ya What's beef? Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time What's beef? Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep Beef is when you roll no less than thirty deep Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU There'll be nothin' but smooth sailin' When I spit shots, now your crew's bailin' All I got is heat and tough talk for you Tie you up, cut your balls off just to use Man listen straight torture, look what that slick sh** bought ya A first cla** ticket to Lucifer, real name Christopher Watch me set it off like Vivica Here lies your demise, close your eyes Think good thoughts, die while your skin start to glisten Pale blue hands get cold, your soul's risen It's bad 'cause I just begun, what make the sh** real bad I was havin' fun