เนื้อเพลง What's Beef - Trina

What's Beef
Eh yo drew, turn my mic up
Cause I want these motha f*cka's to hear me
I see you rap b*tches talkin' real slick in the magazines.
I'm the same b*tch your man want and your best friend's a trina fan.
(Hahahaha) Ya'll b*tches funny to me. (ha)
You know what, I feel like playin'

I'm in the air, I don't hear b*tches' corny raps
The badest b*tch is back. The badest b*tch is back.
What's Beef? Beef is when the b*tch titties looking like they sleep.
Beef is when the clothes lookin' like dirty sheets
Beef is when I help you sell records just like I do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is when these hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when they fame only last a few weeks.
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just like I do. Now that's beef.

My blades been sharp, My spades been played with.
This one, But nu uh this aint a game with this.
And ima put some hoes to shame so listen.
I dun seen alotta lame, but it's a shame that this (uh)
You see the problem is I used to like you, til' you start jumpin on the d*ck wit trick.
And doing all of my leftover sh*t. Now you's a scam. (was up) you get the left over hits.
So b*tch get on the band wagon or get leftover b*tch.
I can't believe the baddest beefin wit this drunk ass b*tch
A slang titty havin' fake lauren hill ass b*tch.
You moved to Georgia cause you thought you aint hit no sh*t.
Now you's mess hoe that's why they cut you outta your own video.
You dissin' for promo and dissin' me is a no no
I'm the queen of breeze b*tches a dough hoe
But back to the promo (yo) Ima still try to help you out
And yah I'm talkin' bout Khia, dirty miss of the south.

Now what's beef? Beef is when the b*tch titties looking like they sleep.
Beef is when the clothes lookin' like dirty sheeps (bahh)
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just like I do. Now that's beef.
What's Beef? Beef is when these hoes say my name in the streets.
Beef is when they fame only last a few weeks.
Beef is when I help you sellin' records just like I do. Now that's beef.
Yo neck and yo back. B*tch you know you was wrong,
'And Kang Wang' hoe, I aint even like that song
Oh was all of this just ova some d*ck?
I todl you when my debut, best friends, I do 5 or 6.
Enough of that, b*tch I got some other sh*t to address
About some p*ssy ass n*ggas with ma name in they chest
Sayin: 'Trina f*cked Biggie now she f*ckin' Lil' Wayne'
You n*ggas snitchin' on your records f*ckin' up a b*tch name.
You wouldn't do that to a n*gga, so why you do it me?
You soundin' like a hoe n*gga, why you slanderin' T?
Cause you's a cash money reject, a night work soldier
He f*ckin' with that boy and you gon end up in a coma.
And what about the waterboy he's a silly.
Last I heard you aint even from Philly.
So n*gga keep the bench warm and keep the playas handle the sh*t
Cause you just dissin' for a deal but I'm just dissin' with the real.

What's Beef? Beef is when the dope make a n*gga fall asleep
Beef is when you sound like a motha f*ckin' sheep
Beef is when I help you sell records just like I do. Now that's beef.
What's beef? Beef is in the street n*gga beefin' wit a chick.
Beef is when you brag on anotha n*gga's d*ck.
Beef is when I help you sell records just like I do. Now that's beef n*gga.
F*ck n*ggas. Ya'll n*ggas can't be serious. Ya'll n*ggas is real f*ckin' funny to me. Get the f*ck outta here.