Lil Wayne - Beef lyrics

Check huh
What? What?
Let's go, nigga (Where you at, Wheezy?)

You liable to catch me speedin' up the six
Or beatin' up a chick
Or standin' over a stove, sweatin'
Heatin' up a brick
And we keep the hustlin' slick
And got clips like bananas
We twist the bandanas
And spit at niggas with cannons
We ran in habitats with
Masks and plastic gats
Stormin' through the house, screamin'
"Where's this bastard's crack?!"
I flash the mack in front of
Your gal and make her tell
Like, "Slut! Where's the yay
Or I'mma pop one in your grill!"
It's Lil Wayne
Nigga - blast and bang triggas
Pay with my change
Then I'm gon' have to bang niggas
I bag the caine quicker
And sprinkle like rain, nigga
Flood the av quick with
The quarters and halves, nigga
If you out
You can find me on the street with the work
If it's a drought
You can find me on the street with the work
Never slip - I empty half a
Clip deep in your shirt
And put your whole clique deep in the dirt
Smell me?

Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em
Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em

Look i'm the youngest Hot Boy on
The field with heaters
Let my nine-millimeters kill your peoples
Bust up in your house and put
The gun to lil' Renita give me the yay
Or else I'mma put her in her sneakers
Wow (wow, wow) you can catch me in all black with no smile
Me, Turk, Geezy, and 'Nile - chicka-POW!
How come these niggas keep burnin the world?
And why the hell this nigga
Wheezy keep firmin your girl?
Turnin the wheel on the orange
And teal Bentley drop
Then I'mma put that up and hop in
The van and hit your block
Tell your mom to get the cops
Cause y'all gon' need 'em
When you see them bullets that my Glock pop
Y'all gon' eat 'em
See this for all my niggas in the pen
I hope for freedom
And this for all my niggas buyin bricks
I got 'em cheaper
Keep a nigga quiet as a mouse when I come
Wayne #1 Hot Boy
Hot as the sun - ya smell me?

Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em
Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em

Nasty case, nigga run up in your crib
Crash the place
Mask the face, automatic attach to waist
You bastards play? Then it get awful and bad
There will be no more walkin for dad
And it's off with your head
And they gon' either get it right
Or they get it at night and when they spit
It lick his ass twice like 20 damn dice
Henny and ice is what I prefer
But light on the rocks
I pack them clips tight on them
Glocks and light up your block
And if there's coke involved
Then your throat's involved
I get the toaster and roll up
And smoke most of y'all
Me and my nigga, Super Sosa
Run up in your crib
While your grandma watchin Oprah
Jag her up and rope her if you wan' grudge
Chances slim like Ethiopia
If you want drugs
I got more flavors than Fruitopia
Recognize it's real and nothing
Other than that
Cause one from the mac'll have
Blood coverin your back, ha?

Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em
Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em
Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em
Who wan' beef with 'em?
Who wan' creep with 'em?
And when it comes down to guns, nigga
I sleep with 'em
See, we can sweep with 'em cause
It get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs
I'm on the streets with 'em

Who wan' beef with a nigga?
Creep with a nigga?
When it comes down to guns, look
I sleep with them triggas