Mac: Beef

Intro: What them niggas in here wanted to know They done made beef with one of the realest niggas rollin Now it's time to go Verse 1: Now pump me up so all them real niggaz can feel me I told y'all what I represent and that's until they kill me Why these niggas play with me I guess I never know the answer Well beefin with Mac is like sleepin with lung cancer You know you gon die you don't know where You don't know when, you don't know nothin But that nigga was camoflauged with a mac 10 I remember y'all faces, I remember the days I remember the times I remember I was in the mall and this nigga just wasn't respectin my mind I knew the nigga he was with and the nigga he was with was tellin him chill This nigga continued, this nigga couldn't be for real I never said a word, cause TRU niggas don't be yappin He must take me for some kind of hoe, cause I be rappin I look in his eyes and seen the daddy was really soft Either he just full of that shit, or just tryin to get his nuts off However, whatever, I don't give a fuck, you done played with the big chief Now asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga Chorus: 2X We got beef All my niggas gon ride tonight We got beef Somebody's gon die tonight We got beef Don't even sleep Soon as I leave the studio, I'll be headed to your street nigga Verse 2: I was by my potnahs house peepin out these beats that he made Just chillin, free stylin, just thinkin about some ways to get paid Some new nigga he came around and I never met him Get close to me, I don't even know why these niggas let him For some strange reason, he never looked me in my eyes When he spoke he ducked his head, or just yapped to one of them other guys And we was outside talkin, I was lettin him peep out my new weapon I walked away for one second, when I came back he started steppin Look, I thought nothin of it, I just continued to yap and talk But when I went to go get my shit, I had realized my shit had walked What the fuck? Who the fuck got a ride? Look show me his spot If I see this nigga with my shit, this nigga gon get got But the Lord must love the wicked too, cause I had never seen his face But you best believe when I catch him, him and my bullets they gon embrace Forgive me for my anger, I'm a product of the streets And I was taught that you never ever ever sleep with beef, peace Chorus Outro: We got beef When you beefin with them No Limit niggas, it's like beefin with me When you beefin with Master P nigga, that's like beefin with me When you beefin with the Shocker, that's like beefin with me Nigga, when you beefin with C-Murder, that's like beefin with me When you beefin with any nigga on the tank, that's like beefin with me And you know what I do to niggas that beef with me I cook 'em nigga