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    "Got Beef" Lyrics

    N.W.A. feat. Snoop Dogg and Tha Eastsidaz

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    Yeah, yeah,
    It's another one of those,
    Snoop D-O-Double G, L.T. Hutton thangs
    Yeah, we all off up in the hills right about now
    It's about two in the morning!
    I got big C-Style on the grill
    Eastside! Keepin' it way real
    Dogg Dogg, LBC

    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G
    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G
    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G
    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G

    Any problems any problems you can holla at my dog
    Holla, holla
    Holla at my dogg, you could holla at my dogg, oh
    Any problems any problems you could holla at my dog,
    Holla at my dogg, holla at my dog, hey hey

    [Chorus]
    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G
    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G

    The life I lead
    The average nigga would have broke down a long time ago
    Try to bang in a show and get slumped like The Crow
    Anyday now, we gonna run at my nigga them killers is Nathal
    We see it all like night owls and we stay on the prowl
    They don't wanna see me shine again
    They fucking with my mind again
    But as soon as I finish this Heineken
    I gotta go get my nine again
    (It got a body on it from a party don't it?)
    Yeah I been tryin' to slang it, but don't nobody want it
    They can't help you with band-aids, we comin' with grenades,
    You ain't seen this many niggas in your life with diamonds and braids
    I'm from the home where they get sprayed and gang related raids
    Fuck y'all, that start bangin' after "Colors" was made
    Let's C-walk to that, and never give me no hassle
    cause I come from one of the worst cottage in Paso

    [Chorus: x2]

    It ain't no mystery you dissin' me you dissin' my clique
    And ain't no question we come steppin' straight to get in your shit
    So why you actin' like a bitch? Puttin' your business on wax
    When we could scrap or slap a clip, if you wanted to crack
    See in the pen we got a name for niggas runnin' they yap
    Sale soldiers, roll 'em up with somethin' up in they back
    Handles ours, battle scars, Shackles, guards and all
    And we the last niggas standin' once they start to fall
    Make the call, or fuck it, just kick off the brawl
    Cuz I'm ridin' with my doggs, win, lose, or draw
    Dogg pound insane, neighborhood twenty gangin' it
    And every gangsta that I hang with down to bang
    Full time pull mines and I gots to bust
    Fuck a pass, when I mash, anybody get touched
    So make my name taste just like a dick in your mouth
    And watch the way you on my nuts when you spittin' it out
    Dogghouse

    Any problems any problems you can holla at my dog
    Holla, holla
    Holla at my dogg, you could holla at my dogg, oh
    Any problems any problems you could holla at my dog,
    Holla at my dogg, holla at my dog, hey hey

    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G

    You got a muthafuckin' problem with my niggas then you got one with me
    It's the S to the Y, the L, just drop three keys
    As I flee, to the homie L.T.'s, to make the magic
    It's those that talk, and those that make shit happen
    So what'cha say? You wanna spit? You got beef?
    D.P serve the heat, straight to the street
    Honey west, I make the mission complete
    Therefore them bitches who talk that shit
    Be them bitches that's gettin' they ass beat

    Now don't come round here fuckin' with us
    Cause on the real homeboy, we'll be fuckin' you up
    And to you bitches who be thinking y'all could slide by
    With that punk shit, bitch, biddity bye bye
    I fuck a bitch up faster than I do a nigga
    See to me, most bitches is women but bitch you'se a nigga
    We got rules and codes, G's and hoes
    Friends and foes, ride or get rode on

    If you got beef, with DPG,
    Then holla at me, the D-O-G

    Nigga, nigga, bitch
    This song was submitted on November 23rd, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Calvin Broadus, Tracy La Marr Davis, L.T. Hutton, Lamar Johnson, Anthony Ransom, James Savage.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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