lirik lagu dazzie dee - ain't no busters this way
[chorus]
when i get my gang no body better not come this way
no bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way
when i get my gang no body better not come this way
no bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way
[k-dee]
how many rhymes, times, tell me will it take?
to break them knees of fake mcs
n-gga please, pump your mother f-cking breaks and take
a t-o ’cause see-yo, sh-ts got to g-yo, uh
that’s all i can stands, i can’t stands no mo’
like popeye so stop by if you want to throw
yo, you knew the game, it’s a shame you couldn’t make it
too much pressure couldn’t take it so you had to fake the funk
now punks like you need to re-up in the trunk
your battleship just got sunk, yeah
because your style switch mo’ than a g-y man
don’t play man, so hey man, what you gotta say and
i don’t think that you hear me clearly
’cause frankly, you should take a seat and then thank me
for the favor i gave ya, your sh-t got’s no flavor
you can ask my next door neighbor
’cause we hate a fake -ss perpetrator
do ya with a gleeness, straight up i mean this
sh-t is gettin’ hectic, rappers steady drop it
needin’ more elbow room, trynna get their props in, uh
it’s getting crowded, now you askin’ how did
get that way, well see, we allowed it
they new to the game but far from true to the game
it’s a trip just to see what n-ggas do for fame
sellin’ out, rollin’ out they limousine, wavin’ at a show in their own hood
straight goin’ hollywood
frontin’ on your true homies, now you got new homies
hangin’ with ya, behind your back they out to get ya
but you don’t know no better, and you don’t flow no better
then the last, and pretty soon you’ll be a has-been
stuck, sh-t out of luck, i still say, uh
no bustas this way
[chorus]
[dazzie dee]
let them know ’cause they guess they never knew about a true
one rhyme times two, westside crew
and it’s impossible ’cause i almost got a rifle
anything else for crips westside cliques, uh
i get sharp g ’cause the hood keeps me lovely
when it comes to the writin’
i got love for the other side, and the other side too
just stay true
it’s the mad–ss, bad–ss, hoo-ride, that’s right, westside, best side
and my homie k-dee, “baby” i got sh-t locked up
if i’m dazzie, they hate gettin’ mocked up, uh
shout goes out to the o’ thirds and o’ sevens
my boy cube from the one-eleven
and it’s okay for me to say k!lla all day
ain’t no bustas this way
[chorus]
[ice cube]
and i’m comin’ with the bomb
n-gga calm down we gonna clown ’em when we get ’em
this n-gga’s gonna split ’em
just like the crack on your -ss as i blast with the dazzie
d in the mix, g from a hundred-and-six
two nigs from the westside, say it loud
stand proud, no bustas allowed
in my crowd so step your b-tch -ss off
’cause a b-tch -ss is soft, you might get tossed
from the black bro with a natural or an afro
you can laugh ho but this n-gga will have no bustas, marks, hoes, punks
f-gs, b-tches, tricks, d-cks in my clique
comin’ with the real, i k!ll punk -ss devils by the mil’
young with the gun and they do run-run from the ak
no bustas this way, yeah
[chorus]
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