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504 Boyz - We Bust lyrics
Silkk talking) Ok P, I think they done fucked up now, right? We have to bring the headbusters down From that 504, ya'll know wha w bout, ya heard me? chorus [Krazy] 1X These bitch niggas can't fuck wit' us We bust I guess I gotta show you niggas you could be touched. Me and my souljas, we be bout, 50 deep The life that we livin' we can't slip or sleep [Halloway] I'm from that 405 backwards WhereI fell in these tractors Where niggas ride around wit' 20's spinnin' on adaptors. I'm from the Terrordome Where niggas sport hair and bone And there's one major label in this city, and each is own. No love for hos Cuz they'll leave you wit' your shit exposed Set you up And get cut And act like they don't know fuck I'm from that dirty Where niggas will kill behind that birdie We use words like say brah and bitch you heard me. [G-Spade] War and collide Fuck wit' us and fo' sho die HIt yo' block from both sides GC's sick and tired These niggas don't play Thinkin' it's a fuckin' game Bitch hide you rear, but too, we struck to your fuckin' brain. Better ask them niggas do they really want war They'll tell you ah, nope, not wit' Spade dawg Shit's real Get your cap peeled Feel your blood spill Keep this snub, no steel Cuz these thugs will kill [Valario] It's war wit' this six slugs Known to sell drugs Down south, thugged out, never gave a fuck Everybody in this muthafucka down to bust 504, nothin' but murderas among us Ghetto Commission rippin' them niggas up alone the choppers. TSO know that the ghetto niggas street stoppers. 504, the Westbanks comin' real 504, them other niggas know the deal chorus 2X [Silkk the Shocker] Nigga can't be fucked wit', dawg, nigga, no way. We make niggas go to the FEDz, so they can relocate. While ya'll do it for a couple of hours, we do it for the whole day. If I gotta do somethin', shit, you know I gots ta hold weight. War, we about that nigga Fuck wit' my clique, I doubt that nigga Leave the keys in the car, hop up out that nigga Cuz we about the figgas Still about the triggas To myself, type of nigga that'llstay in the cut Lil' quiet ass niggas, really don't say much Hatas, confrence calls tomorrow, tryin' to make up. No pistols play slim nigga, hardly lift no weights up. Project nigga, sip Henny in a cup 19 on the Sedan, come through 20's on the truck. Thugged out NIgga, I love this clout Put it down for my niggas, plus I love the South See these niggas that I roll wit', don't gotta second guess that. They'll put it there, where your chest at Tank around my neck, ya'll better respect that I don't fight, if you got hands (guns fire) you'll catch that. chorus 2X (Krazy talking) Now Fuck it Murder your muthafuckin' ass nigga Ghetto Commission nigga And that nigga Silkk Haha, and Krazy I'm just thuggin' It's all love, babay This No Limit shit deep nigga You niggas can't swim Don't get in the muthafuckin' water Cuz you'll get a bomb bitch We don't give a fuck It's ain't no love Nothin' but thugs DRAMA |
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