Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
da beef to the streets (Y'all really want it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm a bad crook out hurr runnin' wild to run up on your ass Tommy gun style Call me One-eyed Willy I sleep with my clothes Make money my partners as I murder my foes
In all clothes like the Grim Reaper It's G.I.B. and I'm my brother's Richie Rich will chop his with the axe These trick-ass cowards should be wearin'
What ya think this is, huh, a story Man, I'm cowards off of my riders before me Lay it down, and quit bumpin' your gums Ain't no in the slums just bums and crumbs
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the heat me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Police say G.I.B. is a But we hooded up doin' our family thing hang and swang in the city of Kang Increasin' my change to an impeccable
That you can't reach, if you listen I'll Of course I'm a beast on tracks I release East or West, I'll envision a check That my pay, I'm a predator, hey
So where's my prey it's possible for me to be poppin' today keep rockin' the [Incomprehensible] in the home of your place Bet you wanna stay Keep the in your face, betta watch what you say, hey
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) Betta not wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'm [Incomprehensible] disturbin' the Money's my but the way I live ain't no guarantees Just of casualties sworn to municipalities Got 'em after me a coward chose to speak on how I'll eat
But I don't play when it to my meat Like The Isley Brothers leave 'em layin' between the See we Get It and know we roll with the heat If got a problem, tell him he gon' get beat
Bring da to the streets (Y'all really want it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't want it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all don't really it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
I'll put you lames in the place where you're restin' And for that player-hatin' testin', you meet the Smith and Wesson 'Cuz these bad block niggas take no prisoners at war Respect mine, I'll have Guerrillas in your door time
We're with the artillery, impose on your spot Plenty G's, plus, a silly G, get your ass knocked Ridin' in a minivan, in my hand Find these buzzards, split wig that is my master plan
I don't start it but I finish it a true gun OGM and H-man, them true hell raisers the WMPG, Northside [Incomprehensible] street Stay equipped with the So we can take it to the street, yo, niggas
da beef to the streets (Y'all don't really it) Keep the with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)
Bring da to the streets (Y'all don't really it) the heat with me (So run up on me)
All my see (Y'all really want it) not fuck wit me ('Cuz our is on it)