K-Lo Tongue Tie - What's Beef

Now what's beef
Beef is when you catch me Rolling Dollie in the streets
Gat on my waist
Catch you slipping
Bet I eat
I know you want me in that I.C.U.
Try your luck before I see you
One more time
What's beef
Beef is when you catch me Rolling Dollie in the streets
Gat on my
Catch you slipping
Bet I eat
I know you want me in that Icu
Try your luck before I see you
One more time
I never been a grimey nigga
I live my life by a code
Make sure the fam is good
And always bang for the bros
For the hoes don't think about em
Fuck em, get cake up out em
These bitches fucking Tom and Nick
So I'm picky bout em
I can't be given dick to no slimey ass bitch
Finger inching to clap some niggas
Like fuck it, Get at me nigga
Feeling like pac
You can get popped
For just yapping nigga
I'm more then just a rapper nigga
I'm gangsta bout action nigga
Just Saying
What the fuck is you saying
Been humble
But still dipping in and out of my lane
Kanye fucking with trump guess he fold in the rain
Cause this field nigga hurting
But still strap for the pain
My nigga hear me out
Baby boy looking up to me
He trying to feel me out
Baby mama trying to get close
Like baby hear me out
Life ain't hard to figure out
These bitches want the money
And if you stack your money
Your own homies start to acting funny
Now what's beef
Beef is when you catch me Rolling Dollie in the streets
Gat on my waist, Catch you slipping
Bet I eat
I know you want me in that Icu
Try your luck before I see you
One more time
What's beef
Beef is when you catch me Rolling Dollie in the streets
Gat on my waist
Catch you slipping
Bet I eat
I know you want me in that Icu
Try your luck before I see you
One more time
Beef is when I see you its action
There ain't no acting
Catch me slipping
Without my strap
Fuck it we scraping
Get your jaw broke
Lungs poked
I'm down for the gritty
Get your moms smoked
Son choked
I'm grimey with it really
Catch me and lavish in the city
Sonata looking silly
All black head to toe
With the sour in the philly
Hooded Up, Cause the chain
Got a nigga feeling chilly
BOOED Up
With my pain
Drinking liquor hope it kill me
I'm a southside nigga
With a nine on his waist
Nine in your face
Ain't hard to find
The nines is where I lay
Ain't a problem, Go stupid
Six, Nine broad day
No clown, But this homie don't play
Motherfucker
Now what's beef
Beef is when you catch me Rolling Dollie in the streets
Gat on my waist
Catch you slipping
Bet I eat
I know you want me in that I.C.U.
Try your luck before I see you
One more time
What's beef
Beef is when you catch me Rolling Dollie in the streets
Gat on my waist, catch you slipping
Bet I eat
I know you want me in that I.C.U.
Try your luck before I see you
One more time

Written by:
Howard Peterkin

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