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Watch who you beef wid
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You need to watch who you beef wid
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You need to watch who you beef wid
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Watch who you beef wid
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You need to watch who you beef wid
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[CHORUS]
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Yo you better watch who you beef wid
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You might be walking down the street then
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Suddenly you hear tires screechin
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Niggaz'll be hoppin out with heat and
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Throw you in the car seat and leave your lady standing there screamin
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The whole weekend, you get blindfolded and beaten
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Nosebleedin, gaspin for air, wheezin
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You got kidnapped and you don't even know the reason
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We even called your fam for ransom, they said, 'Keep him'
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Watch who you beef wid
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Yea, it ain't no secret
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Talkin that street shit'll get you in some deep shit
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See, niggaz know who you beef wid,
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Where you be at, when you be gone, when you be back
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All of my niggaz got doctor degrees in thuggonometry
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We all know how to hold the heat properly
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And how to conduct an armed robbery for personal property
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And can go without food or water for 24 hours at least
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We fugitives, who ain't doin a bid, and shoot to live
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Even if it means leavin you for dead
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Cause niggaz like you get scared, look for loopholes
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Pick the phone up and dial 9-uno-uno
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What happened to them truant niggaz that you talk about
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The crew of niggaz that you never walk without
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I know what happened
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You heard about the double-action
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Portable gatling and y'all don't wanna get blasted
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CHORUS
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Ay yo we run up in radio stations on some unannounced shit
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Catch the DJ off guard and roundhouse him
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Duct tape his mouth then, put a pound to his gut
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And force him to play 5 cuts off the up and coming album
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Just the way I planned it, niggaz'll start to panic
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Brains get hijacked like planes'll crashlandin
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Bitch niggaz pray to the lord
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The black box who was supposed to record
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The pilot's voice got destroyed
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So watch who you beef wid
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And watch who you suck your teeth at
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It'll probably be something you regret
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Get wet with horizontal rain droplets
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Miniature rockets, comin out barrels of metal objects
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niggaz get shot in the face
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On the ground shakin like tectonic plates that cause earthquakes
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Now you got your grill in the ground, how that dirt taste?
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You shouldn't have started this shit in the first place
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CHORUS
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Cause niggaz is comin to get you, ready to rip you
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With intercontinental ballistic missiles and pistols
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Put a red dot on your head like you Hindu
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Then put a hole in you big enough to put my open fist through
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We could verbally diss you or we could get physical
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Whatever niggaz wanna do, we could do it too
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Cause you a sinner, I'm a sinner, we all sinners
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We rob niggaz for their presents at their bar mitzvahs
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We rob niggaz for their body organs
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Sold em to the highest bidders
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Things like hearts and livers
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One and a half million in cash when it's delivered
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They go to Yom Kippur and beg for God to forgive us
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So you the type that, find violence real frightening
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Or hold your crucifix tighter when shells is firing
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Sittin by your bed perspirin, tryin to crawl underneath it
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You need to watch who you beef wid
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CHORUS
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Keep that low-down, stinkin motherfucker
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Uh, you need to watch who you beef wid
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You need to watch who you beef wid
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Yea nigga, watch who you beef wid
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Uh, watch who you beef wid
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watch who you beef wid
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