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Capone-N-Noreaga Miscellaneous Don't Want Beef [Capone] Y'all niggas don't want it kid Y'all niggas don't want it man [Noreaga] It's like this Do it like this nigga Niggas don't want it [Capone] Tellin y'all [Noreaga] Yo on the west coast, Cali green, eyes all red Got out the truck, *All Eyez On Me* Peep the story, perpendicular coat Nigga short you on some money, make a move and you broke As long as that, motherfucker don't do it twice He love his wife, nigga better love his life He don't know we tied niggas up Leave 'em in hotels with they fingers cut Send the toast to they, Mexican, POW! POW! tear your vest up I bomb at your baby moms, I got an army of arms The gun's always sweatin my palms Lovin the poors, lovin them hoes with no draws I'm the last don and the first Went from the best to the worst So now I'm back to the best, back to the stores Back to them bricks and four-fours Back to, gettin mines and I'm takin yours, it goes HOOK: Y'all niggas don't want beef Cuz if they did, I'd have the guns to they kids And I aint even like that I have the infrared, right up on your nightcap Niggas don't beef Cuz if they did, I'd have the guns to they kids And I aint even like that I have the infrared, right up on your nightcap You want beef wit us? It's a big difference, you want what? [Capone] Yo, fuck an empty pocket, I went from loafer penny rockin To plenty coke poppin, takin my workers shoppin Had enough of these foreigners, playin wit my coke Told papi, yo this tan shit is gettin me broke Fuck twenty a gram, gettin garbage I paid thirty for the product, plus I heard Fernando got it Dope cheap around 151st street, push the anniversary Range With the first seats we met through Chico a while back When I copped petty coke, from his main E-O In the building six three oh He knew I wasn't playin, I came clappin 9-6 put my deal on the line, nigga fuck rappin, check what happened I told him put papi on the horn Words was spoke from there, duke said it was on We met in the rain, fuck it no need to explain Think back to War Report, just to freshen your brain HOOK [Capone] Niggas want beef, we can bring it to the street We can get the heat and... Niggas want beef, we can take it to the street and We can get it on like... Niggas want beef, we can take it to the street Grab the heat like... Niggas don't wanna beef like, nigga wanna beef like C-N-N, what [Noreaga] Yo, yo, ultimate power, yo it's like the customs Haiti I got a transporter, see an old crippled lady And my moms used to say you better use what you got So I'ma roll dice, loop, I could lose it or not A freeborn hate a thug, yo and I aint a player Yeah we thugged out, niggas that'll slap the mayor Chime on haters, niggas see me shine my gators Cock the gauges, down we be rippin the stages, what nigga [Capone] Niggas wanna place a stake in my chest, lay me to rest The projects display me the best, crazy begets I get 'em my babies, willie my eighties Shit with a Ac white Mercedes, buggin here like my rims eighty Bulletproof glass and frame, I smash the game Like AlPo, eighty five bottles of caine If it's beef, we could get it on like that I got my army, what the fuck you say, you be right back? HOOK |
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