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vic spencer - beef lyrics

[chorus: tree]
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it

[verse 1: tree]
big chain, big wad, they ain’t trying to hear me [?]
big dreams, big bars, they ain’t finna give me none of it
then i’m finna get lost, cause they ain’t finna k!ll me for it
that sh_t be criss_crossed, if i ain’t go to prison for it
how you n_ggas get caught?
caught up in that living boy
my older on me told me don’t you entertain no lames
yeah i know they disrespect
yeah i know [?]
but misery needs company and these n_ggas just want to hang
so i be keeping the joint with me n_ggas be getting betrayed
i do take trips with me and my b_tch, we traveling on the road bro
me and my b_tch got a whole ‘nother b_tch
and a whole ‘nother b_tch that are yours bro
in puerto rico where the doors go [?]
been a cold n_gga since my momma pushed me out
i been a green n_gga then we moved down south
and then we moved out wow (d_mn)
moved all around and then we moved downtown
[chorus: tree]
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it

[verse 2: vic spencer]
speed up the pace
breeze out the way
we got the cake
weed by the lake
i need my sp_ce
f_ck out my way
on my own route getting out of jams
with the bowl cooking yams
throwing up crooked hands
rakes n_gga
bake n_ggas, duct tape n_ggas
give them something to look at
take great pictures
feed landmines
never comprehend or understand mine
d_mn shines swinging from my neckpiece
lacing upp my sbs
blunt looking like the old school joe pesci
smoke your ass down if you let me
vacation with the jet ski
the grammys, the espys, on ebay
looking for my lady, some lingerie
n_ggas still slinging yay
getting paid, getting slain
bring the pain, you know my method man
i’m insane
time and time again
i’m on a flight with gin and the slightest grin
grind mode type of gems
i hold the rights to win n_gga
[chorus: tree]
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it
n_ggas been saying they ready, they ready, they ready, they ready
let’s get it

- vic spencer lyrics

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