written and arranged by Millenium
From the lp Kaos Theory
© 1998 House of Abdul
Chorus:x2
If you got a problem this is what you do
Grab that rusty revolver and call your crew
Cause nine times out of ten you got a problem with them
I'm guaranteeing that them fellas got a problem with you.
Verse1:
They was big thugs ran up in the spot with the glock
Requesting big drugs or threatning to buss off with the big slugs
Gave us 30 minutes to come up with the stash
Or the name Millenium would be a thing of the past
About 20 minutes passed and neither one of us spoke
But now i'm sweating cause your father had a fettish for coke
I hoped and prayed but I knew them cat's saw your pop's slip
Seen him trembling and sweating steady rubbing his wrist
So I'm figuring I could be a man or get bicthed
Without a second thought I dipped and grabbed one nigga four fifth
16 in the clip when I was done there was five
1 was gone 3 was dead I'm still standing alive
But when the smoke cleared what I steady feared had proved true
Your father caught four in the chest three of them had went through
The only thing on my mind was blasting that crew
But I found you to let you know just what we got's to do.
Chorus:x2
Verse2:
Now you gon have beef wether you like it or not
Cause not every nigga want you walking round on they block
Keep full clips in the glock in case they get shifty
Is you with me a gun will end some beef real quickly
Magnum 350 case a nigga won tess hollow points in the chamber penetrate through his vest now that's all you need to know no need to tell you the rest just remember if they bring the beef in peace they rest stay on guard with your eyes open ready for war
Cause beef don't got no love be it richer or poor
It's like either or so prepare for the worst
Or it won't be your enemy layed up in that hearst
I know it feel like you cursed trying to end this shit
But they took one of ours we must revenge this shit
Now this could save your life or it could take it away
Just remember I done told you how to make them niggas pay.
Chorus:x2
Verse3:
Drop down low and I slip five in the clip
Cock the grip hot as shit kiss the chrome four fifth
Torching shit before somebody figure out they know me
Check the rolle this nigga gonna die slowly
I go boldly strap on my vest puff on the cess
Relieve this stress and finally put this whole ordeal to rest
Let off all five in his chest then tongue kissed
I know his thugs pissed let them see my face so they know I done this
Make sure they know I run this y'al got 24 hours
To get up out this town or get caught in lead showers
I'm dead serious mysterious I be show i.d or I guarantee you be in i.c.
Poison without the ivy nigga try me
Pastor kneeling at your headstone reading R.I.P
The black Jon Gotti got beef bring the shotti
Leave no traces so they can't identify the body.
Chorus:x2
If you got a problem this is what you do
Grab that rusty revolver and call your crew
Cause nine times out of ten you got a problem with them
I'm guaranteeing that them fellas got a problem with you.
Verse1:
They was big thugs ran up in the spot with the glock
Requesting big drugs or threatning to buss off with the big slugs
Gave us 30 minutes to come up with the stash
Or the name Millenium would be a thing of the past
About 20 minutes passed and neither one of us spoke
But now i'm sweating cause your father had a fettish for coke
I hoped and prayed but I knew them cat's saw your pop's slip
Seen him trembling and sweating steady rubbing his wrist
So I'm figuring I could be a man or get bicthed
Without a second thought I dipped and grabbed one nigga four fifth
16 in the clip when I was done there was five
1 was gone 3 was dead I'm still standing alive
But when the smoke cleared what I steady feared had proved true
Your father caught four in the chest three of them had went through
The only thing on my mind was blasting that crew
But I found you to let you know just what we got's to do.
Chorus:x2
Verse2:
Now you gon have beef wether you like it or not
Cause not every nigga want you walking round on they block
Keep full clips in the glock in case they get shifty
Is you with me a gun will end some beef real quickly
Magnum 350 case a nigga won tess hollow points in the chamber penetrate through his vest now that's all you need to know no need to tell you the rest just remember if they bring the beef in peace they rest stay on guard with your eyes open ready for war
Cause beef don't got no love be it richer or poor
It's like either or so prepare for the worst
Or it won't be your enemy layed up in that hearst
I know it feel like you cursed trying to end this shit
But they took one of ours we must revenge this shit
Now this could save your life or it could take it away
Just remember I done told you how to make them niggas pay.
Chorus:x2
Verse3:
Drop down low and I slip five in the clip
Cock the grip hot as shit kiss the chrome four fifth
Torching shit before somebody figure out they know me
Check the rolle this nigga gonna die slowly
I go boldly strap on my vest puff on the cess
Relieve this stress and finally put this whole ordeal to rest
Let off all five in his chest then tongue kissed
I know his thugs pissed let them see my face so they know I done this
Make sure they know I run this y'al got 24 hours
To get up out this town or get caught in lead showers
I'm dead serious mysterious I be show i.d or I guarantee you be in i.c.
Poison without the ivy nigga try me
Pastor kneeling at your headstone reading R.I.P
The black Jon Gotti got beef bring the shotti
Leave no traces so they can't identify the body.
Chorus:x2
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