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What's Beef? (2008 Remaster)
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The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G.
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Al Green
Al Green
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Carlos "July Six" Broady
Carlos "July Six" Broady
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Paragon
Paragon
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The Isley Brothers
The Isley Brothers
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Burt Bacharach
Burt Bacharach
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Carlos Broady
Carlos Broady
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Hal David
Hal David
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Nashiem Myrick
Nashiem Myrick
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Christopher Wallace
Christopher Wallace
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Sean Combs
Sean Combs
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Sean Combs
Sean Combs
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Michael Patterson
Michael Patterson
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Al Machera
Al Machera
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Nashiem Myrick
Nashiem Myrick
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Doug Wilson
Doug Wilson
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Rasheed Goodlowe
Rasheed Goodlowe
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Steve Jones
Steve Jones
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Carlos "July Six" Broady
Carlos "July Six" Broady
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Paragon
Paragon
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The Commission Uncle Paulie, P Diddy Caesar Leo DeGenero (yeah) Charlie Baltimore, Iceberg Slim The most shadiest, Frank Baby We here (do you know what beef is?) We ain't goin nowhere (do you know what beef is?) 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 seein' Will reach the fuckin ceiling, check, check it My Calico been cocked (uh-huh) this rap Alfred Hitchcock Drop top notch playa hating won't stop (uhh) 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 (aha, aha) Don't they know my nigga Gutter fuckin kidnip kids? (uhh) Fuck 'em in the ass, throw 'em over the bridge (ooh) That's how it is, my shit is laid out (what) Fuck that beef shit, that shit is played out (played out) Y'all got to go, all I make is one phone call All y'all disappear by tomorrow All your 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 30 deep Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU, check it I done smoked with the best of 'em (uh-huh) shot at the rest of 'em (uh-huh) Was about a hundred or more, maybe less of 'em Got my rocks off, that nigga from the Brook just be Wylin on you just be, stylin on you (you so crazy) When I, tried to warn you but your eyes fucked up Now, I cleared them shits with hits you on the fuckin' bench (hmm) Pardon my French but ahh, sometimes I get kinda Peeved at these, weak MC's (don't stop) with the Supreme baller like, lyrics I call em like I see em G Y'all niggaz sound like me (yeah) Y'all was grimy in the early '90s', far behind me It ain't hard to find me number one with the booyaka (booyaka) Gimme the Remi and the chronic ain't no tellin what I do to ya (I do to ya) It's obvious the game's new to ya (new to ya) Take them ends you make (ehehe) And spend 'em on a tutor hah, one shot, I'm through with ya What's beef? Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep (don't sleep) Beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets (ain't safe) Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU (I see you) one more time What's beef? (What's beef) Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep (Start my jeep) beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep (30 deep) Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU, check it (I see you) There'll be nothin', there'll be nothin' but smooth sailin (sailin) When I spit shots, now your crew's bailin (bailin) All I got is heat and tough talk for you (uh-huh) Tie you up, cut your balls off just for you (ooh) Man listen straight torture, look what that slick shit bought ya A first class ticket to Lucifer, real name Cristopher Watch me set it off like Vivica Here lies your demise, close your eyes (uh-huh) 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 havin' fun (ahaha!) What's beef? (What's beef?) Beef is when you need two gats to go to sleep (Don't sleep) beef is when your moms ain't safe up in the streets (ain't safe) Beef is when I see you Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time (I see you) What's beef? (What's beef?) Beef is when you make your enemies start your Jeep (Start my Jeep) beef is when you roll no less than 30 deep (30 deep) Beef is when I see you (I see you) Guaranteed to be in ICU, and I'm through (Yeah, and I'm through) uhhh, uhhh It's like that (Now, ask yourself, do you really, know what beef is?) Like that (Then ask yourself) uhh (do you really, want beef?) Like that, like that (Ahahaha! Yeah, I like that) (Big Nash, hit me baby, on and on and on and on) (Bad Boy) (Y'all know what it is) (Shit, I don't want no beef, ahaaa!)
Writer(s): Christopher Wallace, Burt F. Bacharach, Sean Puffy Combs, Nashiem Myrick, Hal David, Carlos Daronde Broady Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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