Capone-N-Noreaga - Don't Want Beef lyrics

Y'all niggas don't want it kid
Y'all niggas don't want it man

It's like this do it like this nigga
Niggas don't want it

Tellin y'all

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 next of kin
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

Y'all niggas don't want beef
Cuz if they did
I'd have the guns to they kids
And I ain't 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 ain't 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?

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

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

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 ain't 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

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?