Twitter Beef by Tay Capone Lyrics
[Hook x2]
Fuck that twitter beef bitch we leave it in the streets
You sneak diss but when you see me you won't speak
I get you hit i'll leave you bleeding with this heat
And we won't miss i'll leave you leaking in these streets
[Verse 1 Tay600]
Fuck that Twitter beef i'll come and clap you in your hood
Tote 30's with a beam better stop lacking in your hood
We come trough make a scene better be packing in your hood
We taking niggas down can't come to taxing in your hood
I'm coolin' with Jojizzle and we're leaning of a 4
Send Bite Down on a hit I bet he'll come back with a score
Your chick be on my dick she sucked my shit like she a pro
He say he getting money but i know it's from his loan
But i'm coolin' right now with the MAC or the 8
The 40 and MAC put him right on his place
And if i ride down bullets flying his way
It's gonna be man down bet lacking ain't safe
I'm smoking on dope and i'm bussin' off pills
They took bro L'A so you know it's a drill
Slide on a Brick and fo sho' imma kill
No lackin' in these streets fo sho' it's a drill
[Hook]
[Verse 2 Bite Down]
Fuck this Twitter beef let me show you how it be
I'm by my lone just my chrome, Henn and me
Better watch your tone before your dome be on your sneaks
And then i'm gone might come home sometime next week
If that bitch a Thot she give me top before we freak
Back to the block I got my knot plus my heat
Most niggas want props so they pop at your feet
My .9 it cock bet you rock and then sleep
On the nine been hitting licks since i was 6
Niggas fans when we walk in they taking pics
I be with Ben that's my can out my bitch
And I need ten and my hand for evey hit
[Hook]
[Verse 3 Jojizzle]
Fuck that Twitter beef bitch we leave it in the streets
Shit it ain't no leaving without that heat
Put a man down right to his feet
Got to kill the witness so a nigga dont speak
Up in the trap got a 30 with a beam on it
I stay with the dope when I roll my blunts it got lean on it
Yeah it got lean on it better watch your bitch cause' she on it
Niggas don't really want beef you'll end up on a screen on it
L-town West side I rep that till' I die
I'm plugged out south I got some hitters that'll take your life
Tay600 off the rugers nigga he'll shoot on sight
Fuck your side your niggas on Twitter so you ain't about that life
[Hook]
Fuck that twitter beef bitch we leave it in the streets
You sneak diss but when you see me you won't speak
I get you hit i'll leave you bleeding with this heat
And we won't miss i'll leave you leaking in these streets
[Verse 1 Tay600]
Fuck that Twitter beef i'll come and clap you in your hood
Tote 30's with a beam better stop lacking in your hood
We come trough make a scene better be packing in your hood
We taking niggas down can't come to taxing in your hood
I'm coolin' with Jojizzle and we're leaning of a 4
Send Bite Down on a hit I bet he'll come back with a score
Your chick be on my dick she sucked my shit like she a pro
He say he getting money but i know it's from his loan
But i'm coolin' right now with the MAC or the 8
The 40 and MAC put him right on his place
And if i ride down bullets flying his way
It's gonna be man down bet lacking ain't safe
I'm smoking on dope and i'm bussin' off pills
They took bro L'A so you know it's a drill
Slide on a Brick and fo sho' imma kill
No lackin' in these streets fo sho' it's a drill
[Hook]
[Verse 2 Bite Down]
Fuck this Twitter beef let me show you how it be
I'm by my lone just my chrome, Henn and me
Better watch your tone before your dome be on your sneaks
And then i'm gone might come home sometime next week
If that bitch a Thot she give me top before we freak
Back to the block I got my knot plus my heat
Most niggas want props so they pop at your feet
My .9 it cock bet you rock and then sleep
On the nine been hitting licks since i was 6
Niggas fans when we walk in they taking pics
I be with Ben that's my can out my bitch
And I need ten and my hand for evey hit
[Hook]
[Verse 3 Jojizzle]
Fuck that Twitter beef bitch we leave it in the streets
Shit it ain't no leaving without that heat
Put a man down right to his feet
Got to kill the witness so a nigga dont speak
Up in the trap got a 30 with a beam on it
I stay with the dope when I roll my blunts it got lean on it
Yeah it got lean on it better watch your bitch cause' she on it
Niggas don't really want beef you'll end up on a screen on it
L-town West side I rep that till' I die
I'm plugged out south I got some hitters that'll take your life
Tay600 off the rugers nigga he'll shoot on sight
Fuck your side your niggas on Twitter so you ain't about that life
[Hook]