shorties I hit it I'm cool as a blizzard Nigga what? You wanna bust your fronts, with the butter, my black paper chase ya and then erase ya rhyme Sucker
my nine spray And freak styles like 3000 Andre To keep pilin, keep pushin them drops Nas, runnin with hot Busta Bust, we don't stop [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes
live everyday It's the hoods way either stay or ??? Cant even slant cause I dont know what life's about [Chorus] Where I'm from Jane and Finch be my hood Where I'm from Living
P.) We gon' talk about some THINGS.. we all can relate to (Firing Squad up in the motherfuckin house) Yeah, whassup? (Whattup nigga? Ha ha!) You got live
t wanna be you, catch you without a preview Leave you in the dust without a gun to bust Make your ass forever regret, fuckin wit us [Louieville Sluggah
fucked Can't stay away from - the main stuff still bust when we ride, still game still bust any time, fuck fame still rhyme under pressure, still bangin
game fucked Can't stay away from - the main stuff still bust when we ride, still game still bust any time, fuck fame still rhyme under pressure, still
There goes your deal you've had your last thrill But still must inspect your mic check And those with no skills I must disrespect Regret, nothin' in life don't live
Watch your friends", 'cause they be fake as fuck Niggaz smilin' in my face, I'm knowin' they hate my guts They hate the way I bust, hate the way I strut