Tha Beehive (w/radio interlude)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
Ms White that b**ch with a thousand looks
Come through with a thousand crooks
I just know what it takes to get this money like Blow
Catch a body get a face lift disappear like Pablo
Y'all niggas think I won't jump in the heap
Well let's dance you lames are finished
I serve all y'all cowards like a game of tennis
Act like you want some of this and I'll give you the business
You see the yellow and black you know what it's about
Wrinkled assed niggas gets ironed to straighten you out
I got thugs in the east thugs in the south
That'll stick with the AIDS needle and piss in your mouth
I kept 'em on a leash and now it's time to let 'em out
Better pray to Jehovah the game is over
Don't ever ever ever ever underestimate
Lil' Kim the poster girl at 718
Ride outta town with my ni**a holdin' his weight
After it's cooked chopped in eights the size of plates
You b**ches ain't been through sh*t you just minors
What you know about stuffin' half a bricks in your vagina
It's the D**K licker it's the baby sipper
Ain't a b**ch alive can make a ni**a cum quicker
Baby girl's p**sy get wetter than a shower cap
Got my mans back like a Jansport napsack
And Queen Bee gon' bring you nothin' but heat
Homicide is lookin' for me for killin' these beats
You in the wrong department this the upper class section
You hoes is startin' to irritate me like a yeast infection
Good heavens somebody get the Monostat 7
And hit me why don'tcha hit me why don'tcha
The boss lady I hold it down for my babies
Rappers better run and hide 'cause here comes the Beehive
It's your boy Money Cash I get love in the streets
Breathin' dro colored Benz's with dutch colored seats
Lay in the crib on Tuesdays duckin' the sweep
Ni**a jump off then get pumped off your feet
I'm like Rostein low key and brilliant with numbers
I'm tryna blow sticky in Brazil with the Hummer
If you spittin' and I'm grippin' this tech
Then that's 32 shots our throwback's like Mitchell and Ness
Man I'm a project ni**a still piss on the steps
And keep the brim on my fitted a little twist to the left
I play the block fifth in my sweats reppin' my set
It's Rossie from the pharmacy get it correct
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
(Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)
Yo it's Bunky S to the A and my guns ain't warm
Beatin' niggas close to death with my house slippers on
You ain't a thug cocksucka you a coward to front
F**k your project your building got flowers in front
Every chick I roll with OZ in the cunt
I was OT in Mass pushin' flower for months
Sprinklin' gun powder oughta put a haze on my blunt
I spit a hundred and fifty bars when I'm blazin' 'em out
'Cause I can do that with razor blades stuck in my mouth
Forget a hotel I'm f**kin' shorty right on the couch
Any rap sh*t I ever barked on to hot to handle
And my rims bigger than lower Manhattan manholes
Listen up for 2003 tan rover
Stash box hold guns like Afgan soldiers
Wanna murda 16 well we the niggas you call
Queen Bee and Gotti Kids muthaf**k all y'all
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
(Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)
Uh yo Vee The Kid that's the name I earned in the streets
'Cause my bars so hot it be burnin' the beats
Meltin' my pen I have slugs meltin' your chin
When I throw you over the bridge helpin' you swim
You better wear a metal hat when you rappin' on stage
Or have my bullets like [Incomprehensible] packin' your waves
Or snatch your face off like I'm Nicolas Cage
And it could be five of y'all puttin' eight in your grave
'Cause niggas think they hard but they softer than bread
When them shells hit your throat you be coughin' up lead
The next step is to off you dead
I'ma cut your f**kin' neck off and have Kim auction your head
(Beehive)
See the kid don't rap for love I rap for cheques
Even if I know you I demand respect
And if I put you in the body bag your man is next
The Advakid and Queen Bee gon' leave the game in a mess
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
(Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)
It's young Goldie the Advakid put you to rest
I ride around with two 38's tucked in my sweats
A pump in trunk and a nine under the seat
Enough ammo to blow the earth from under your feet
(Beehive)
And we got cake for killas like Hyde and Jeckyl
Snippers put red dots on your face like freckles
Don't make me have to reach for the lead
You'll think the bullets was rain drops how they all hit your head
I'm that slim kid that they say is probably hot
She only with me 'cause of what she think I probably got
Am I gon' be with her for long probably not
Unless you're cute and suck a D**K like a lollipop
Niggas talk about guns and they just bust caps
Niggas talk about ki's whey they just flip packs
When it come to my money suggest you gimmie that
'Cause you know bullets fly in pairs like Petey Pab
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
(Beehive)
F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
(Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
(The Beehive)
Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out
The Beehive
Tha Beehive (w/radio interlude)LRC歌词
[00:14.65]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[00:17.04]Ms White that b**ch with a thousand looks
[00:19.88]Come through with a thousand crooks
[00:22.05]I just know what it takes to get this money like Blow
[00:25.00]Catch a body get a face lift disappear like Pablo
[00:28.00]Y'all niggas think I won't jump in the heap
[00:30.66]Well let's dance you lames are finished
[00:33.39]I serve all y'all cowards like a game of tennis
[00:36.30]Act like you want some of this and I'll give you the business
[00:39.18]You see the yellow and black you know what it's about
[00:42.06]Wrinkled assed niggas gets ironed to straighten you out
[00:44.66]I got thugs in the east thugs in the south
[00:47.86]That'll stick with the AIDS needle and piss in your mouth
[00:50.57]I kept 'em on a leash and now it's time to let 'em out
[00:53.78]Better pray to Jehovah the game is over
[00:56.48]Don't ever ever ever ever underestimate
[00:59.33]Lil' Kim the poster girl at 718
[01:01.87]Ride outta town with my ni**a holdin' his weight
[01:04.85]After it's cooked chopped in eights the size of plates
[01:07.74]You b**ches ain't been through sh*t you just minors
[01:10.74]What you know about stuffin' half a bricks in your vagina
[01:13.69]It's the D**K licker it's the baby sipper
[01:16.61]Ain't a b**ch alive can make a ni**a cum quicker
[01:19.42]Baby girl's p**sy get wetter than a shower cap
[01:22.49]Got my mans back like a Jansport napsack
[01:25.15]And Queen Bee gon' bring you nothin' but heat
[01:27.87]Homicide is lookin' for me for killin' these beats
[01:30.73]You in the wrong department this the upper class section
[01:33.55]You hoes is startin' to irritate me like a yeast infection
[01:36.46]Good heavens somebody get the Monostat 7
[01:39.31]And hit me why don'tcha hit me why don'tcha
[01:42.16]The boss lady I hold it down for my babies
[01:45.11]Rappers better run and hide 'cause here comes the Beehive
[01:47.79]It's your boy Money Cash I get love in the streets
[01:50.47]Breathin' dro colored Benz's with dutch colored seats
[01:53.40]Lay in the crib on Tuesdays duckin' the sweep
[01:56.34]Ni**a jump off then get pumped off your feet
[01:59.15]I'm like Rostein low key and brilliant with numbers
[02:02.06]I'm tryna blow sticky in Brazil with the Hummer
[02:04.99]If you spittin' and I'm grippin' this tech
[02:07.14]Then that's 32 shots our throwback's like Mitchell and Ness
[02:10.78]Man I'm a project ni**a still piss on the steps
[02:13.29]And keep the brim on my fitted a little twist to the left
[02:16.26]I play the block fifth in my sweats reppin' my set
[02:19.11]It's Rossie from the pharmacy get it correct
[02:21.64](Beehive)
[02:22.10]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[02:25.62]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
[02:28.15](Beehive)
[02:28.61]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[02:31.12](Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
[02:32.90](The Beehive)
[02:33.26]Yo it's Bunky S to the A and my guns ain't warm
[02:35.94]Beatin' niggas close to death with my house slippers on
[02:39.13]You ain't a thug cocksucka you a coward to front
[02:41.67]F**k your project your building got flowers in front
[02:44.94]Every chick I roll with OZ in the cunt
[02:47.76]I was OT in Mass pushin' flower for months
[02:50.40]Sprinklin' gun powder oughta put a haze on my blunt
[02:53.24]I spit a hundred and fifty bars when I'm blazin' 'em out
[02:56.14]'Cause I can do that with razor blades stuck in my mouth
[02:58.88]Forget a hotel I'm f**kin' shorty right on the couch
[03:01.81]Any rap sh*t I ever barked on to hot to handle
[03:05.09]And my rims bigger than lower Manhattan manholes
[03:07.87]Listen up for 2003 tan rover
[03:10.79]Stash box hold guns like Afgan soldiers
[03:13.45]Wanna murda 16 well we the niggas you call
[03:16.42]Queen Bee and Gotti Kids muthaf**k all y'all
[03:18.71](Beehive)
[03:19.38]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[03:21.87]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
[03:24.26](Beehive)
[03:25.39]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[03:28.27](Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
[03:31.09](The Beehive)
[03:31.67]Uh yo Vee The Kid that's the name I earned in the streets
[03:33.87]'Cause my bars so hot it be burnin' the beats
[03:36.38]Meltin' my pen I have slugs meltin' your chin
[03:38.94]When I throw you over the bridge helpin' you swim
[03:42.08]You better wear a metal hat when you rappin' on stage
[03:44.54]Or have my bullets like [Incomprehensible] packin' your waves
[03:47.78]Or snatch your face off like I'm Nicolas Cage
[03:50.42]And it could be five of y'all puttin' eight in your grave
[03:53.60]'Cause niggas think they hard but they softer than bread
[03:56.31]When them shells hit your throat you be coughin' up lead
[03:59.10]The next step is to off you dead
[04:01.23]I'ma cut your f**kin' neck off and have Kim auction your head
[04:04.30](Beehive)
[04:05.07]See the kid don't rap for love I rap for cheques
[04:07.88]Even if I know you I demand respect
[04:10.50]And if I put you in the body bag your man is next
[04:13.38]The Advakid and Queen Bee gon' leave the game in a mess
[04:16.33](Beehive)
[04:16.50]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[04:19.87]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
[04:21.35](Beehive)
[04:22.53]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[04:25.14](Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
[04:27.86](The Beehive)
[04:28.47]It's young Goldie the Advakid put you to rest
[04:30.56]I ride around with two 38's tucked in my sweats
[04:33.23]A pump in trunk and a nine under the seat
[04:36.18]Enough ammo to blow the earth from under your feet
[04:38.89](Beehive)
[04:39.31]And we got cake for killas like Hyde and Jeckyl
[04:41.63]Snippers put red dots on your face like freckles
[04:44.86]Don't make me have to reach for the lead
[04:47.31]You'll think the bullets was rain drops how they all hit your head
[04:50.39]I'm that slim kid that they say is probably hot
[04:53.14]She only with me 'cause of what she think I probably got
[04:56.26]Am I gon' be with her for long probably not
[04:59.00]Unless you're cute and suck a D**K like a lollipop
[05:02.03]Niggas talk about guns and they just bust caps
[05:04.62]Niggas talk about ki's whey they just flip packs
[05:07.70]When it come to my money suggest you gimmie that
[05:10.66]'Cause you know bullets fly in pairs like Petey Pab
[05:13.36](Beehive)
[05:13.80]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[05:16.64]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch
[05:18.58](Beehive)
[05:19.26]F**kin' with the Teflon b**ch from the Stuy
[05:22.14](Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out)
[05:24.30](The Beehive)
[05:25.26]
[05:33.38]Now putcha hands around your mouth and holler out
[05:35.97]The Beehive
