翻訳: フィリピンのようなクレイジー. 牛肉.
[Chorus:] I can't sleep nigga, I can't eat If we got beef, if we got beef NOW [x4] [First Verse:] It ain't no secret, if I'm beefin' wit'cha I'll
don't know, just thinking about you and where you were from and that you're a rapper - and I'm thinking, sure, I know things have gotten crazy and people
don't You drive me crazy, that's right I'll never betray thee I love you, baby, come on I love you baby, no you don't You drive me crazy, that's right
I'm on tour trying to make them centuries And they ask who your man, you better mention me If you don't you know you got a problem Said you want no beef
don't fuck it raw man Pussy has a pattern and I know where I'm going And if you got beef, I turn into a tenderloin Sanity kills so I live the crazy life
trunk worth 5000 grand I came up from the curb, word First thing it rocks, now my ride's packing crazy birds I gotta freak in the front seat She got crazy
't like Gucci, Fila, Louie or Fendi Those are fads and I ain't trendy But wheter your names Lucy, Terry, Laura or Cindy Ice got beef and this ain't Wndy
that is you fool I'm loud and proud well endowed with the big beef Out on the corner I hang out like a horse thief So you can call me dumb or crazy Ignorant
hoes ya heard me? he said if the hoe knew better she'd come do better and make a pimp more chedder ya heard me? (chorus) (50 cent) 50 make it crazy
Don, pay respect, kiss my ring [Chorus] [Verse 3: T.I.] The Enzo off set, neck, wrist frosty Deal ain't hundred mil, you ain't talkin' bout shit Nigga wanna beef
'd celebrate the minute you was havin' dough I'm like fuck critics, you can kiss my whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward Got beef
im finally free im about to do it again i take my life with my hands cause im a grown ass man now that im finally free squash the beef, im free of that this crazy
INTRO [Kardinal Offishall] Don't make me laugh You must be crazy Turn this up [Kardinal Offishall] Yo, kill that, kill that before I Capitol Hill that
get pushed over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a pitbull you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss
the shooters out Come out the club we out front with the Ruegers out Nah ain't no sense to talkin peace my brotha That beef will probably send your monkey
Gunz, it ain't time to fold, hoe New York niggaz got crazy game But outta town niggaz is all the same Brooklyn niggaz get crazy loot That's because when it's beef
