Jamelly - Beefin

{Chorus}
Oh you beefin wit James- Grrah Graah
Oh you beefin wit James, Let’s do
Don’t talk out yo mouth and get boomed
Back out the choppa, I'm feeling like I’m Cruise
(Bitch, On my Momma, on my father, you screwed)
Back out the chops, I'm feelin like I'm Kanye
Casue I swear, I'm making home
Tote on my pipe, and I hold on to my chrome
Talking crazy, that's shots to yo dome

{Verse}
Don't you see these niggas wanna be me
I’m sending shots, making a nigga Stevie
No Wonder, I'm sending out shots, putting you under, No rug
These hollow tips make him feel snug
How many shots “more than ton”
All these guns, make a nigga run
We do this for fun, Not a hobby
We caught an opp lacking, in the lobby
We him leaving up inna dolly
"is he gon die", " he said Probably"
I tell my ooters the finish the job, and they repied copy-+*
I love when my girl giving me neck, she so sloppy
Swallow my dick, then she gon ride, yeah she gon slide on the opps inna heartbeat
Can’t get a car, Then we walk on feet
Nobody taught me how to rap on beats
I wouldn't let these Sweepers niggas Piss on my Sheets
I'm just Instigating, Ion got time for the beef
All this pain built inside, I don’t think, I will ever seek the relief
So If you around me, You better watch what you say, when you walk into me, Grahh Gang Gang Nigga