letra de thealphabet! (prod. bigwar) - yvng mc
[chorus:] n-gga want beef till i run up i’m leaving shaking like that is that beetle juice uh
i’m in that alphabet, a-b-d-e, because n-gga not tryna be c’in you uh . a-c-d-e, cause i’m counting my commas so i’m really not tryna b with you uh. t-v-w-x, that n-gga want beef, but i ain’t tryna meat with u uh
you n-ggas want beef wit me, i do it easily, stop tryna be wit me uh
true, got em on dvd, not on my frequency, i’m living peacefully uh
n-ggas be hating but i got they shawty and we juss be talking in secrecy uh
i’m moving speedily, they can’t be cheating me, none of these n-ggas is beating me uh
big bet, i be biting on big reds, got yo bih on a big bed, n-gga big feds tryna hate on these n-ggas cause they getting big bread
n-gga big bets, if he run up, that aim assisnt on you gon see a big x
n-gga big checks, i’m booling and chasing a bag, holup thassa big flex
never deny, n-ggas be talking they faking each one got a better disguise, never define me as a mumble rap n-gga or you gon get lead in yo eye. let her decide if she gon hoe around n-gga stop playin and let her be mine. never deny, you say you rap? please, but n0body better than i
[chorus:] n-gga want beef till i run up i’m leaving shaking like that is that beetle juice uh
i’m in that alphabet, a-b-d-e, because n-gga not tryna be c’in you uh . a-c-d-e, cause i’m counting my commas so i’m really not tryna b with you uh. t-v-w-x, that n-gga want beef, but i ain’t tryna meat with u uh
n-ggas want smoke, told that boy bring less. otherwise get a sting check, n-gga gon fold, go get yo ring checked, fake flexing them thin checks. tripping a lot, told that boy drink less, otherwise get a breathe check
i want yo b-tch no habla ingles, latinas a big flex
my money my wallet, my glock in my pocket, shoot love at yo body, that bih call me papi. mad d-ck like a taki, my sh-t like a paqui. bod built like salami, that’s why they be talking. that boy outta pocket, i’m up like a rocket, im up in milwaukee, i fight like i’m rocky, run up he get bodied, i feel like atari, i’m playing these n-ggas and no one can stop me
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