9LOKKNINE – Beef lyrics

[Intro]
Murda on the beat so it's not nice

[Chorus]
I done mixed murda with this beef finna turn not nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice
I done mixed murda with this beef finna turn not nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice

[Verse 1]
Niggas talking brazy so fugazi 'cause I signed [?]
Bitch you gotta pay me ain't no maybe that's 2000s baby
I just wanna blow but all these foes they tryna fucking play me
If I kick the door good lord I know the consequences I'm making
Sent 'em up the road like why you had 200 fucking saying
[?] cause niggas told the statements yeah they made it
Tryna paint the picture but don't got the paint brush [?]
Crackers tryna frame me
How my day one I can't fucking claim it
Got tired of all that dissing this and that
Tryna give the wack
My nigga hollow tip, roger that, I trick or treat I'm back
Halloween my [?] gon' ha-ha that
In the [?] no Cover 3, I let them dogs attack
We gon stick on that


[Chorus]
I done mixed murda with this beef finna turn not nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice
I done mixed murda with this beef finna turn not nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice

[Verse 2]
I think that I'd be better off alone now I'm just in my zone
What's understood ain't gotta be explained and never even shown
That's why I told him fall off in the cut and he gon' leave your home
He just wanna show out for the 'net, but I'm too fucking grown
Niggas calling me from *67 like they so unknown
I wonder if how niggas got my number why they on my fucking phone
Nigga talking like he fucking Cujo on that microphone
[?] you ain't no rolling stone
Fuck around and mix that beef with murda, niggas tryna hurt you
Geekin off them beans ain't talking Urkel, this shit really murda
Dorito bag a nigga, 613, he ain't getting closure
Bitch boy tryna really beef with me he ain't get exposure

[Chorus]
I done mixed murda with this beef finna turn not nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice
I done mixed murda with this beef finna turn not nice
I call these niggas Tony Tiger tryna earn they stripes
Them boys caught deuces when we spit I'm shooting with precise
I'm in his head just like a dread or better yet some lice