Bitch Ass, I ain't looking for no gun play so why you got your hand on your grip ? I got my fist balled up because I'm ready to fight bitch I can hear a lot of yapping, but I just don't see no action What you done forgot how to walk ? Nigga you ain't bout no scrappin Bitch you low offendin me so no matter what you getting wooped I'm gon shake you with the first punch and take you out wit the hook An old fashioned ass woopin you run yo mouth to much We couldn't talk it over like men I had to reach out and touch Yo man hood and yo jaw up at the same time Don't get up off the ground boy cause victory is mine Don't let this embarrassment get that ass killed Try to retaliate nigga and yo cap I will pill Respect my heart I was born with thug in my blood Respect my mind unless you just ready to die Nigga picture me I'm like Tyson and Holyfield back to back And in a matter of seconds I'll lay this whole club flat Look at you now PUNTA ! (damn look at him) This is what you send at me These are your fuckin niggaz lyin on the ground (naw naw) I told you bitchez don't fuck wit me You fuckin cockaroaches don't want none What ? What the fuck are looking at ? (nothing man, nothing) You still want some ? (naw) Send the rest of yo gumba's and take it to the streetz (naw we don't won't no problems, we don't got no problems) [Chorus Magic] If you got beef Then take it to the streetz HA HA ! Throw up yo hands motherfucka let's see if you really got beef If you got beef Then take it to the streetz HA HA ! Throw up yo hands motherfucka let's see if you really got beef If you got beef Then take it to the streetz HA HA ! Throw up yo hands motherfucka let's see if you really got beef If you got beef Then take it to the streetz NIGGA ! Throw up yo hands nigga let's see if you really got beef [Verse 2:] Now you was suppose to be bad (HUNGH) You was suppose to be ruff (WHAT) But you done fucked up Now I'm bout to tear this fuckin club up You don't wanna battle me hand on hand combat I'm like a gladiator demolish you nigga and that's that It's a fact I can tell by the way that you act You jus a bitch made nigga thats need of a smack Any hoe that you came wit she leavin wit me (Come on hoe) I done ruined yo reputation now stay off the street You jus a lil born pussy that waitin to get fucked Suckered for the right, Momma never told you to duck Left right combo I'm gon drop all of you niggaz Before I finish I want to know how the fuck did you figure That you can stand around wit Mr. Magic This some shit I can't tolerate I can't have it You couldn't beat me if I tied my fuckin hands to my feet You want me then nigga take it to the street [Chorus Magic] You got beef Then take it to the streetz HA HA ! Throw up yo hands motherfucka let's see if you really got beef You got beef Then take it to the streetz NIGGA ! Throw up yo hands nigga let's see if you really got beef