Bustin Back

Bustin Back

Motherfkers bust at me, you better believe I'm bustin back (2X)

Verse 1

muth* fkaz at, war, an they line up at the door
nigg* what you robbin me for, bailin with the killaz
took a shot at the door, nigg* you ain't know
ain't no Art of that War, fk war
we can take it to the streets, muth*fk Bone an it's on when we meet
never ride alone cuz I roll one deep
black four-five on me like a sheep, I creep
in the mist of the fog through the dark at your home in your city
it's a pity when you fk with the Chi
nigg* if I die, then you got, dot to the dot to the dot
an why, cuz you fkin with the b*tch killa
like a lethal pilla, an smoke a dime like a phat philla
cuz I'm a straight at war, nigg* fk a Bone killa
every b*tch come ride wit a grown nigg*, never zone nigg*
step into my zone, nigg* feel tha vibe of a chrome
infared beam an it see that your gone
not many men that'll kill in they zone, we strong
Motherfker wanna run up then it's on, lets go
an you been up to some, no play
I'ma catch you on yo off day
hit yo as* in the head wit a bat time to war play
nigg* hoes, an yo wife too, fk yo b*tch an your rap
an yo style an yo life too
ain't no tellin what we might do
Rap-A-Lot muth*fka, an I'm down with the right crew
an now I call for the right 2
split yo muth*fkin head down the center like like atomic
BOOM! did yo dawg an you like who
switch b*tch 'fore you ask what which would you die soon

(Chorus 2X)

We some murderaz, K-I-L-L, kill or be killed
(muth* fkaz bust at me, you better believe I'm bustin back)

Verse 2

nigg* whats all that bluffin 'fo
steady mackin tough, but we know y'all some hoes
steppin wrong to the SNY or Do or Die,
the whole C-H-I gonna roll
so what up b*tch, you done fked up now, pal
disrespect the wrong town, clown
step wit a fully, clip wit a bully, stop I gotta kill
just gotta pull it, clone what
an leave yo whole click get struck
fk around left Bone stuck, Bone fked
all your boys hollerin Bone duck, what was that
children cryin fo tellin cuz we be goin to work
this CHI town cap peela
hit 'em up for knockin the world for a minute
yo punk dont play so you better get a little
nigg* want war pack the ATF blast out
yo whole gun started killin b*tch faster, I hit the stash out
get the cash out, I get the gas out, then we mashed out
nigg*, dash out, mash out, hit the next b*tch
an shout right now from the Lexus
fk Bone cuz it's on in my city, so stick it, stick it
stick it, stick it, b*tch now what?

Verse 3

I'm sick of all this bulls**t
watch a muth*fka full flip, when I pull it
can't wait til I see you, to bad I wouldn't wanna be you
an ain't no doubt creep too, blast yo as* wit a three-two
my four-five gonna meet you, Bone
thug as* harmonies, you can't fk wit the CHI town armory
hit 'em all when they come wit these
caulk those an puff the weed, so keep yo eyes on the master 3
come out an let us see, how much laughter jokes can be
when you come here from that East '99
for fkin wit the wrong cat, seein me in yo hoes lap
an what you lookin for, you gonna find
losin holes in my gold gat
in full as* do you muth*fkaz do you hoes laugh
I know your high on green, you messed up
pass out all stressed up, I'm at the end of the world so catch up
cuz we blast y'all keep in wit the masters
an I'm in it to win it, will I serve a b*tch
I'm my brothers keeper til I, die an deserve this b*tch

(chorus 4X)

Verse 4

Better be remotivated wit a mack 10
masked assassin blastin, killin muth* fkaz witha passion
bullets crash we load them thangs
so muth*fkaz seen hoes who strain
I can hear they voices prayin, none of y'all girls adapt to pain
well if you can't pick up pain, pick up pain
say my name, A to the muth*fkin K
on that note nigg* I close yo casket b*stard
that flower s**t thats high an drastic
supposed to be, y'all girls ain't cold to me, it was told to me
that y'all react to drama when it comes to guns an s**t
ain't gotta do the po's, yo click ain't too hard
our click to serve a b*tch
only CHI town do run it like this
only CHI town do run it like this
only CHI town do run it like this
take yo wig, flip you b*tch, cross our roads
We'll break your souls, like triple darkness they say we cold
my 9 millimeter, oh s**t, 1 clip, 2 clip
an leave yo whole crew sick my d*ck
an you hollin hot ones, my be hollerin hot ones
dig my s**t then I shot one, does that mean I got one
that all you girls better dodge for life
you want pocket, heres yo strap(strap) fo life(life)

(chorus 4X)