What's Beef

The Commission

Uncle Paulie, P. Diddy

Cease-A-Leo DeGenaro

Charli Baltimore

Iceberg Slim

The most shady, Frankie, baby

(We here) Do you know what beef is?

Do you know what beef is? (We ain't goin' nowhere, uh-uh)

Ask yourself, do you know what beef is? Come on

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha, check out this bizarre

Rapper style used by me, the B-I-G

I put my key, you put your key in

Money we'll be seeing

Will reach the fucking ceiling, check, check it

My Calico been cocked

This rap Alfred Hitchcock

Drop top-notch, player-hatin' won't stop

This instant, rappers too persistent

Quick to spit Biggie name on shit

Make my name taste like ass when you speak it

See me in the street, your jewelry, you can keep it

That be our little secret

See me, B that is, I that is, G whiz

Motherfuckers still in my biz

Don't they know my **** Gutta fuckin' kidnap kids?

Fuck 'em in they ass, throw 'em over the bridge

That's how it is, my shit is laid out

Fuck that beef shit, that shit is played out

Y'all got the gall, all I make is one phone call

All y'all disappear by tomorrow

All you guns is borrowed

I don't feel sorrow

Actually, your man passed the gat to me

Now, check this

What's beef?

Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep

Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

One more time

What's beef?

Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep

Beef is when you roll no less than thirty deep

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

Check it

I done smoked with the best of them, shot at the rest of them

Was about a hundred or more, maybe less of them

Got my rocks off, that **** from the Brook just be

Wildin' on you, just be stylin' on you when I (You so crazy)

Tried to warn you, but your eyes fucked up

Now, I cleared them shits with hits, you on the fucking bench

Pardon my French, but sometimes, I get kind of

Peeved at these weak MC's (Don't stop)

With these supreme baller-like lyrics

I call them like I see them, G

Y'all **** sound like me

Y'all was grimy in the early nineties, far behind me

It ain't hard to find me

Number-one with the booyaka

Give me the Remi and the chronic

Ain't no telling what I'll do to ya

It's obvious the game's new to ya

Take them ends you make and spend them on a tutor, hah

One shot, I'm through with ya

What's beef?

Beef is when you need two gats two go to sleep

Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

One more time

What's beef?

Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep

Beef is when you roll no less than thirty deep

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

There'll be nothing

There'll be nothing but smooth sailing

When I spit shots, now, your crew's bailing

All I got is heat and tough talk for you

Tie you up, cut your balls off just for you

Man, listen, straight torture

Look what that slick shit bought ya

A first class ticket to Lucifer, real name Christopher

Watch me set it off like Vivica

Here lies your demise, close your eyes

Think good thoughts, die while your skin start to glisten

Pale blue hands get cold, your soul's risen

It's bad cause I just begun, what make the shit real bad

I was having fun

What's beef?

Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep

Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

One more time

What's beef?

Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep

Beef is when you roll no less than thirty deep

Beef is when I see you

Guaranteed to be in ICU

And I'm through

The life after

Now, ask yourself, do you really know what beef is?

The life after

Then ask yourself, do you really want beef?

The life after

Yeah, I like that

Big Nash

Hitmen, baby

On and on and on and on

Bad Boy

Y'all know what it is

Shit, I don't want no beef