Chorus: Canibus

Yo, you better watch who you beef wit
You might be walkin down the street, then
Suddenly you hear tires screechin
Niggaz'll be hoppin out with heat and
Throw you in the car seat and leave your lady standin there screamin
The whole weekend, you get blindfolded and beaten
Nose bleedin, gaspin for air, wheezin
You got kidnapped and you don't even know the reason
We even called your fam for ransom, they said, "Keep him"
Watch who you beef wit

.. yeah, it ain't no secret
Talkin that street shit'll get you in some deep shit
See, niggaz know who you be wit
Where you be at, when you be gone, when you be back
All of my niggaz got doctor degrees in thuggonometry
We all know how to hold the heat properly
And how to conduct an armed robbery for personal property
And can go without food or water for 24 hours at least
We fugitives, who ain't doin a bid, and shoot to live
Even if it means leavin you for dead
Cause niggaz like you get scared, look for loopholes
Pick the phone up and dial 9-uno-uno
What happened to them crew of niggaz that you talk about?
Them crew of niggaz that you never walk without?
I know what happened; y'all heard about the double-action
Portable gatling and y'all don't wanna get blasted


Aiyyo we run up in radio stations on some unannounced shit
Catch the DJ off guard and roundhouse him

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