Beef On The Low lyrics

by

Project Pat


[Intro]
Mann n*gga know it's beef on the low bro
My dude know I don't f*ck with them n*ggas
I don't know why he bring them n*ggas over here like that
Mann, go get them mother f*cking pistols
n*gga think i'm playing
n*gga know he don't pull beef over here

[Hook]
It's beef on the low
I don't f*ck with bro
I don't f*ck with him
I don't mess with them
That slick sh*t
It's beef on the low
Get you hit sh*t
It's beef on the low
It's beef on the low
I don't f*ck with bro
I don't f*ck with him
I don't mess with them
That slick sh*t
It's beef on the low
Get you hit sh*t
It's beef on the low
That slick sh*t
[Verse 1]
It's beef on the low
40 like a pit on a leash
I let it go
It's beef on the low
You suckas got me bent
Cutting deals on the work before you it's the strength
Don't bring them n*ggas around me
It's beef on the low
Acting like it's good
But them b*tches know
Russian gunnas for you stunna robbing ducks for their pesos
Real n*ggas get their casos
While you suckas chase hoes
Try to flex a n*gga
Own a couple of b's
Know good and well that was some bad b*tch weed
Who the f*ck you flexing
It's beef on the low
Caught you sleepin in my hood at the corner store
Loaded up the 44 then let it unload
This b*tch got shot in the back of the head
It's beef on the low
Ain't nobody innocent when they around your way
Choppas bullets choose to hit em
That's their ass
[Hook]
It's beef on the low
I don't f*ck with bro
I don't f*ck with him
I don't mess with them
That slick sh*t
It's beef on the low
Get you hit sh*t
It's beef on the low
It's beef on the low
I don't f*ck with bro
I don't f*ck with him
I don't mess with them
That slick sh*t
It's beef on the low
Get you hit sh*t
It's beef on the low

[Verse 2]
It's beef on the low
Mother f*ck police
I'm the judge
And I'm having coke in these streets
It's beef on the low
This sh*t been simmering
I ain't from Florida but I'd killer a n*gga like Zimmerman
Catch you in the hood n*gga ain't no passes
Like I didn't see the move pull like I need glasses
Don't you hate when mother f*ckers
Show your intelligence
Like when a n*gga bring that pack
And he done dipped in the sacked
These n*ggas shoulda known better than to play the god
Them bullets coming for you
You need to pray to god
You lil b*tches actresses
Yall playing hard
These bullets cut your ass in half like a deck of cards
[Hook]
It's beef on the low
I don't f*ck with bro
I don't f*ck with him
I don't mess with them
That slick sh*t
It's beef on the low
Get you hit sh*t
It's beef on the low
It's beef on the low
I don't f*ck with bro
I don't f*ck with him
I don't mess with them
That slick sh*t
It's beef on the low
Get you hit sh*t
It's beef on the low
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