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Nigga turn bitch
Niggas ain't fucking with me
Pull up in a whip, SRT
I'm skrtin' on anything
I like a brownskin baby, she with me
Give her ass

Gotta bad bitch she do what I say so
I gotta stick it's a muhfuckin draco
Nigga want beef, I recommend lay low
That hoe tried playin me it's ok doe

the club all eyes on us
Saying that we got beef but their talk all cheap
Back to reality you don't want no fuss
They don't want none
They don't want no fuss

that you tweakin
Like, baby, what's up
I could put it on you, give you all that you love
Off the drugs, yeah, we fuck Pop a Perk in this bitch, got me

Yeah yeah
Yeah huh
Slatt slatt slatt
Yeah yeah
Slatt slatt slatt
I'm in the back of the bus with a bad bitch tryna give me the top
He wanna beef but

Meech
Rap God, somethin' like Eminem, but I kill all the beef
Pop star, somethin' like Michael Jackson, but my skin ain't bleached

No, baby, no
No, baby

Venom in der
Denim willst du
Beef ja dann komm Battlen
Bitch in meinem Cup hab ich
Fairydrink White
Du wirst schon geblendet meine Kette
Drippt Ice
Pop it

it's beef they ain't scared to shoot 
Harlem niggas know how to play 
Mack the 600, gettin' crazy pay 
Niggas outta Queens got shit on lock 
Strapped

Deja Vu (Uptown Baby)

Lord Tariq & Peter Gunz

Deja Vu [2 Track Single]

it's beef they ain't scared to shoot 
Harlem niggas know how to play 
Mack the 600, gettin' crazy pay 
Niggas outta Queens got shit on lock 
Strapped

Glock on my side, I be ridin' through the streets
I be gettin' to the money, I got need for speed
Yeah, I don't fuck with pigs, but I still eat beef

I'm Outta Here

Diamond and the Psychotic Neurotics

Stunts, Blunts & Hip-Hop

1992

want any beef, so I stayed to self
I got inside, now my girl is shaken
She didn't want to get her jewlery taken
I said "It's dark in the movie, hey

Rio
Perfect
I got what you need
Ain't no playing games
Baby that's just me

We could take it slow
But girl, you got to know I got needs

don't want beef, you just want some props (haha)
I ain't get touched, how you my opp?
Bitch, I'm too sauced
Nah, I don't dance, the Glock in my pants

face cause I want you to see
I go crazy you know who I be 
Sauve baby she hate me but love when I nut on her teeth
Say it's beef and he looking for me

bands
Racks all in my pants
Ooh oohooh
Your baby mother she a fan
Yea she know who I am
Ooh oohooh
When it's beef you know ima ride
It's about to be

She want the 3 Peat (kobe) baby girl I dig deep (that's right)/123 rounds with the champ thats me (huh)
No lunch meat (uh uh) baby girl I'm all beef

beef with nun these niggas cause on the low they be police i been trappin in the same clothes for a damn week i say baby you look even better when you

Vietnam
Oops I meant Iraq, fuck the beef I let it stack
Horses in the back baby I got independent women
And they claiming we attached baby
No no no no

don't give a fuck about no beef
Always gettin' stared at, damn, you must like what you see
But I promise you, lil' baby, that you can't handle me

I'm

quickly, gettin' slow, baby
I could turn your baby to a poor baby, sure baby
Look, I cannot sit down without gettin' down
What's new in town? Let's do it

Superstar

Lauryn Hill

The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill

1998

to chart
Come on now baby come on now baby come on now baby come on, uh
Come on now baby come on now baby come on now baby come on

Come on baby light my

Yeah, yeah
Baby feel that summer vibe, yeah
Up all night, yeah
Whoa
Let's go
Baby, feel that summer vibe, yeah
Baby, we've been up all night, yeah

Es hat sich viel seit den 700 Bars getan
Ohne Tricks, ohne Gimmicks, ohne Masterplan
Nur harte Arbeit, ohne Beef und Skandal
Die Features normal

it
Come on yuh, yuh
Sing with me
Come on
Three, two, one
Go

I remember days I was playing the game baby
I remember days you was playing with me baby