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lirik lagu 504 boyz – we bust

we bust
(feat. ghetto commission, krazy)

[silkk talking]
ok p, i think they done f-cked 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 b-tch n-gg-s can’t f-ck wit’ us
we bust
i guess i gotta show you n-gg-s 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 n-gg-s ride around wit’ 20’s spinnin’ on adaptors.
i’m from the terrordome
where n-gg-s 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 sh-t exposed
set you up
and get cut
and act like they don’t know f-ck
i’m from that dirty
where n-gg-s will kill behind that birdie
we use words like say brah and b-tch you heard me.

[g-spade]
war and collide
f-ck wit’ us and fo’ sho die
hit yo’ block from both sides
gc’s sick and tired
these n-gg-s don’t play
thinkin’ it’s a f-ckin’ game
b-tch hide you rear, but too, we struck to your f-ckin’ brain.
better ask them n-gg-s do they really want war
they’ll tell you ah, nope, not wit’ spade dawg
sh-t’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 f-ck
everybody in this m-th-f-cka down to bust
504, nothin’ but murderas among us
ghetto commission rippin’ them n-gg-s up alone the choppers.
tso know that the ghetto n-gg-s street stoppers.
504, the westbanks comin’ real
504, them other n-gg-s know the deal

[chorus 2x]

[silkk the shocker]
n-gg- can’t be f-cked wit’, dawg, n-gg-, no way.
we make n-gg-s 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’, sh-t, you know i gots ta hold weight.
war, we about that n-gg-
f-ck wit’ my clique, i doubt that n-gg-
leave the keys in the car, hop up out that n-gg-
cuz we about the figgas
still about the triggas
to myself, type of n-gg- that’llstay in the cut
lil’ quiet -ss n-gg-s, really don’t say much
hatas, confrence calls tomorrow, tryin’ to make up.
no pistols play slim n-gg-, hardly lift no weights up.
project n-gg-, sip henny in a cup
19 on the sedan, come through 20’s on the truck.
thugged out
n-gg-, i love this clout
put it down for my n-gg-s, plus i love the south
see these n-gg-s 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
f-ck it
murder your m-th-f-ckin’ -ss n-gg-
ghetto commission n-gg-
and that n-gg- silkk
haha, and krazy
i’m just thuggin’
it’s all love, babay
this no limit sh-t deep n-gg-
you n-gg-s can’t swim
don’t get in the m-th-f-ckin’ water
cuz you’ll get a bomb b-tch
we don’t give a f-ck
it’s ain’t no love
nothin’ but thugs
drama!

- lirik lagu 504 boyz