Die Too Soon - Busta rhymes Lyrics
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Silahkan disimak Die Too Soon - Busta rhymes Lyrics Berikut Dibawah ini untuk Selanjutnya.[intro: dj quik]
compton’s in the motherf*ckin’ house
look
[verse 1: dj quik, busta rhymes]
now busta*bust he like the david blane of hip*hop (come here just watch)
an x to the z, i backpack it, y’all n*ggas stop (yo, yo)
we asphalt, not clay, not dust (yo)
i put my money where my mouth is, y’all just trust (ooh)
this a real game, motherf*ckers, and i’m playing this well (yeah)
i’m an *n*log, you a hologram, you ain’t that real (yo, yo)
you ain’t the truth, you ain’t even know how to begin
the real fly game swatter, you can’t win
i’ve been pi since i was knee*high (yup)
spending money since 4 years old
let the truth be told (yo, yo)
y’all proof, pull the sunroof
when i bubble, it’s an overflow
left and right wrist like overload
now i’m 5’4″ n*gga (vroom), double r right
i’m rough on the boulevard (yeah), i do it hard (yo, yo) even with a hit on my head
i still shine, spit on the red
i’m fly, n*gga, ’til i’m bred and i’m dead, yeah
[chorus: busta rhymes]
so tell ’em welcome back to one of these
n*ggas know that they f*cking around with real gs
who you think you are?
bass heavy all in my truck
that be the gangster sh*t, i stay banging up in my car
shot the front n*gga, you f*ck around and just make a n*gga c*ck up and i clap up the broom
act dumb and you can be one of the young n*ggas that your peeps be saying “die too soon”
ayo (flipmode n*gga)
[verse 2: busta rhymes]
when i step up in the club b*tches trying to hug me
so sick baby mothers still trying to f*ck me
see, we move past diesel like we stocking the [?]
i’m the nicest in this b*tch, swamp c*cky as f*ck
f*ck rap, a lot of drug money stacking insane
compton got a couple bricks from quick and gain
thought a stomp and couple cl!cks to you n*ggas is lame
like you could f*ck with aftermath, b*tch i’ll weaken your frame
then i pumped y’all n*ggas bladder ’til we watching your piece build
blood mixture k!lling n*ggas at free will
i say thou sh*t too immoral my brother
throwing a bachelor party for my homie f*cking your mother
so married to the game, b*tch, whenever we build
my n*gga game, he like to spaz, i try to tell him to chill
f*ck you, see my goons will rush your resident fast
no matter how much dough you got, we whip the president ass
break a bottle, cut your jugular, you n*ggas is dead
[chorus: busta rhymes]
so tell ’em welcome back to one of these
n*ggas know that they f*cking around with real gs
who you think you are?
bass heavy all in my truck
that be the gangster sh*t, i stay banging up in my car
shot the front n*gga, you f*ck around and just make a n*gga c*ck up and i clap up the broom
act dumb and you can be one of the young n*ggas that your peeps be saying “die too soon”
flipmode
[verse 3: the game]
i don’t do much, sh*t on the block in that lavender range
for fiends, pass ’em the ‘caine
y’all n*ggas is lame
y’all ain’t really want beef with the game
give ’em 100 thou, easiest pain
but, motherf*cker, that ain’t your navy 6
all you do is drive jay*z sh*t
n*gga you ain’t hardcore
n*gga you ain’t ever won no warzone
you still behind dame while he was thanking the lord
you a fad, n*gga you know your rhymes ain’t ill
in state property the closest you ever been to a mil’
you ain’t hot with that wack ass album you dropped
the whole roc know beans came and take your spot
you a joke, text right for russell and hov
why you think they keep you around when you only would go
yo kid, know who let ’em but the b*i in b*tch
f*ggot couldn’t sell a record with ti and trick daddy
n*gga talk that sh*t, i crush him
and this ain’t nothing to do with quik and busta
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