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tay b - beef on كلمات أغنية

[intro]
hah, hah, hah
hmm (baby, give me some cash)
alright, come on, hmm

[verse 1]
i’m rick owen’d down, i ain’t wear diors in a while (at all)
i be in la, eatin’ with a bad b_tch at tao
boy, i play with m’s, i can’t talk about no hundred thou’ (on god)
my hands play with white, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no f_ckin’ cow
my parents raised a boss, every time they see me, they just smile (they smile)
f_ck around and drop my chain, it look like fiji on the ground (fiji on the ground)
been too busy stackin’ pape’ up, you ain’t seen me in a while (you ain’t seen me)
my b_tch know that i’m a dog, but she ain’t trippin’, she a dog (she a f_ckin’ dog)
huh, oh, that’s dog? hunt him down
fah, fah, he hit the ground, we ain’t even use the hundred_round
lawyer beat thе case so fast, it wasn’t no need to go to trial (no cap)
why you throwin’ the sevеn up? i never seent you on the mile
saw you sneak dissin’, the last place they seent you was the ground
f_ck around and post your b_tch ’cause we be creepin’ all the time, n_gga (hahaha)

[chorus]
yeah, beef on, beef on, beef on
beef on, beef on, beef on, the beef on, hmm (the beef on, n_gga)

[verse 2]
they don’t be outside when the beef on (where them n_ggas at?)
twenty cars, all black, it look like meech home (free big meech)
you a d_ck sucker, type of b_tch that i’ll cheat on
my brothers havin’ motion, i am not the type to leech on (give a f_ck, n_gga)
hmm, ah, it’s another one (it’s another one)
hmm, i just bought two f&ns, i gave my brother one (i gave my brother one)
i f_ck up every season, you just tryna f_ck the summer up
i cannot be f_cked with, just to sum it up (can’t be f_cked with)
right now, i got three main hoes, sh_t, i juggle ’em (juggle ’em)
if a b_tch f_ck with a n_gga like you, i can’t be touchin’ her
i got a b_tch sittin’ on her face, she tryna smother her
i know that lil’ boy hatin’, but his b_tch, i’m thumpin’ her (on my mama)
how you claim you paid and you ain’t got no lawyer money? (what the f_ck?)
i’ll die for my respect ’cause it’s worth more than money (my honor)
i’ma hit you from the back, can you record it for me? (can you record it?)
i got it piled up in the crib, i got h__rder money (i got h__rder money)
white b_tch, she get high like whitney houston, she gon’ snort it for me
’bout to put this sh_t in bitcoin, i’m d_mn near bored with money (d_mn near bored with money)
[chorus]
huh, beef on, beef on, beef on
beef on, beef on, beef on, the beef on

- tay b

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