DJ Whoo Kid - You Want Beef With Me? lyrics

{"Whoa" by Black Rob beat} Whoa! 50 Cent... G-Unit! Yeah! You want beef wit me take a number and get in line You want pairs with me I pop ya top off with the nine You mad at me? sh** cause you can't shine You ain't gettin yours? That's f**ed up cause I'm gettin mine I got an M1 in my hand and fin' ta start k**in sh** I'm not the nation's new Malcom X but I'm militant But I'm suppose to be scared, cause you got a big chest My four-fifth'll lift you and your motherf**ing bench press While you screamin' war sceneless I'm tryin ta splash Swing my knife too I'll break off in yo' a** n***as get hugged up in a huddle, I know how to clear em out Four-fifth four shots, that'll f**in air em out In the hood n***as love me cause I keept it real G-Unit n***as they gon' always make bail Whether it's two G's or twenty G's Whether they knocked with two pieces and two ki's b**h please, get on your knees You can lick these, balls I'm not the n***a that you striptease, for You got a problem I ain't the n***a, to call Cause I'm more like a pimp than a trick b*tch! You want beef wit me take a number and get in line You want pairs with me I pop ya top off with the nine You mad at me? sh** cause you can't shine You ain't gettin yours? That's f**ed up cause I'm gettin mine You want beef wit me take a number and get in line You want pairs with me I pop ya top off with the nine You mad at me sh**, cause you can't shine You ain't gettin yours? That's f**ed up cause I'm gettin mine