What them niggas in here wanted to know
 They done made beef with one of the realest niggas rollin
 Now it's time to go

 Verse 1:
 Now pump me up so all them real niggaz can feel me
 I told y'all what I represent and that's until they kill me
 Why these niggas play with me I guess I never know the answer
 Well beefin with Mac is like sleepin with lung cancer
 You know you gon die  you don't know where
 You don't know when, you don't know nothin
 But that nigga was camoflauged with a mac 10
 I remember y'all faces, I remember the days I remember the times
 I remember I was in the mall and this nigga just wasn't respectin my
 mind
 I knew the nigga he was with and the nigga he was with was tellin him
 chill
 This nigga continued, this nigga couldn't be for real
 I never said a word, cause TRU niggas don't be yappin
 He must take me for some kind of hoe, cause I be rappin
 I look in his eyes and seen the daddy was really soft
 Either he just full of that shit, or just tryin to get his nuts off
 However, whatever, I don't give a fuck, you done played with the big
 chief
 Now asks yourself, do you really wanna sleep nigga

 Chorus: 2X
 We got beef
 All my niggas gon ride tonight
 We got beef
 Somebody's gon die tonight
 We got beef
 Don't even sleep
 Soon as I leave the studio, I'll be headed to your street nigga

 Verse 2:
 I was by my potnahs house peepin out these beats that he made
 Just chillin, free stylin, just thinkin about some ways to get paid
 Some new nigga he came around and I never met him
 Get close to me, I don't even know why these niggas let him
 For some strange reason, he never looked me in my eyes
 When he spoke he ducked his head, or just yapped to one of them other
 guys
 And we was outside talkin, I was lettin him peep out my new weapon
 I walked away for one second, when I came back he started steppin
 Look, I thought nothin of it, I just continued to yap and talk
 But when I went to go get my shit, I had realized my shit had walked
 What the fuck? Who the fuck got a ride? Look show me his spot
 If I see this nigga with my shit, this nigga gon get got
 But the Lord must love the wicked too, cause I had never seen his face
 But you best believe when I catch him, him and my bullets they gon
 embrace
 Forgive me for my anger, I'm a product of the streets
 And I was taught that you never ever ever sleep with beef, peace

 Chorus

 Outro:
 We got beef
 When you beefin with them No Limit niggas, it's like beefin with me
 When you beefin with Master P nigga, that's like beefin with me
 When you beefin with the Shocker, that's like beefin with me
 Nigga, when you beefin with C-Murder, that's like beefin with me
 When you beefin with any nigga on the tank, that's like beefin with me
 And you know what I do to niggas that beef with me
 I cook 'em nigga