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Mhm
This is real shit, man
That's all I'm telling you niggas
Real shit
What's beef?
Beef is when them niggas on the corner watching me
Beef is when them bad bitches talking in the streets
Beef is when a nigga owe you money and he lying
He gon' pay you next week
What's beef?
Beef is when that nigga come up short
And claim some niggas robbed his ass for it, haha
What's beef?
Beef is when your baby call the feds
'Cause you didn't buy that bitch no Birkin bag
Nigga, what's beef?
Hahahaha, check out this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the Juicy J
I could make a million dollars in a day (In a day)
Money over bitches every way (Every way)
You can't trust none of these hoes
You can't fuck none of these hoes
You can't reply to they Twitter
These bitches out of control
I put my gun on my money and what I made (What I made)
Niggas plotting on me to make a play, let us pray
Dear Father, dear Father
I don't know what I'ma do to these niggas
That's watching on me (Watching on me)
Forgive me Lord, forgive me Lord
For anybody that I bodied and put in a morgue
What's beef?
Beef is when a hundred fifty niggas on your street
Waiting for your ass to come home
What's beef?
Beef is when you try to fuck your connect
Now they want your head for a check
Nigga, tell me what's beef?
Beef is when them niggas on the corner watching me
Beef is when them bad bitches talking in the streets
Beef is when a nigga owe you money and he lying
He gon' pay you next week
What's beef?
Beef is when that nigga come up short
And claim some niggas robbed his ass for it, haha
What's beef?
Beef is when your baby call the feds
'Cause you didn't buy that bitch no Birkin bag
Nigga, what's beef?
Rolling with some killers
Rolling with some hitters
Rolling with some niggas you the one they 'bout to blast
I done smoked with the rest of them
Shot at the best of them
Fucked rich bitches up north, I'm confessing them
It's all about the money for sure, nigga, of course
I ain't work this hard for no motherfucking loss
I walked up in this bitch smelling like the auto-o
You ain't got no heart to fuck with anybody, boy
The last nigga I let hold something stole something
I gave my homie ten stacks, told him go get 'em
He ran up in your house, hid under the couch
And when you got comfortable, he put his gun in your mouth
What's beef?
Beef is when the streets just never sleep
And niggas catch a fucking in a Jeep, close range
What's beef?
Beef is when you die before you need to
Nigga, 'cause the game ain't really need you
Hahaha
O's to Oscars, baby
Man, this shit crazy, Zay






























