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e-40 - bust yo shit lyrics

[e-40]
you refreshed, don’t want no static
i stretch my blow like elastic, what you need tycoon?
yaper or plastic, my back against the wall
hubba rocks in my jaw, mouth full of spinach fetti
fetch’n go-getters, hitters on my team on my squad
ready to smash you n-ggas; ready to do our job
in the cut with them 16-year-olds that i recruit
ready to bust a n-gga sh-t, you better not hit dip or boot
i spit, nothin but the best of the sloop
the soil, the gutter, the unrecouped
i’m sl!ck like this like i look (like i look)
i ain’t gotta touch it no mo’, even though i used to cook
the book of sugar, the tragic magic, the plastic, the habit
(habit) the fiends gotta have it (gotta have it)
mayyyyyyn (mayyyyn) is my favorite (is my favorite)
not from new england, but i pack a patriot (patriot)

[chorus: rankin scroo]
alright, yo!
bwoy if ya run up, then ya get done up
run come test, i will bust your sh-t
yo you betta splurt, before ya get ‘urt
back up offa dis or i’m gon’ bust your sh-t
yo you don’t be ’round me i could bust your sh-t
take my chip me i’m gon’ bust your sh-t
run off your lip me i’m gon’ bust your sh-t
bust your sh-t, me i’m gon’ bust your sh-t aiyyo

[b-legit]
check it, yo yo, yeah, aiyyo
i’m from the block where the lil’ deuce c-ck back
no need to stop there, go ‘head, go on and act like you act
gloves be black, plus i feed bleed with mac
one or two stacks, put yo’ head on no fix flat
with no getback, i get back to where the bricks at
serve birds and from the curb serve kit-kat
split that, feel that, and then i hit that
big back, whole bunches know i spent that
i’m a boss on location, vacation for the whole unit
hundred grand let ’em know i’m doin it
hundred man’s what i’m crewin it
put my foot with the ankle and the shoe in it
you can bust yo’ guns but now i bust yo’ lip
and that’s cl!ck spit so don’t you trip (hoee!)
we stay high and we move zips
and only cop bents fully loaded when they come with the kits

[chorus]

[e-40]
bumpin your gums’ll get your pumpkin put on display (on display)
off with his head he wasn’t usin it anyway
i told him to park his tongue but he kept on jaw-jackin and sh-t
pillowtalkin and motormouthin and tryin to impress that b-tch
thinkin he bulletproof, just drunk a fifth of courage juice
outside of the party loose, with a empty bottle of grey goose
mad dog’n and talkin loud, feelin his wheaties and oats (oats)
comin at a player sideways in front of my cutthroats
i said, “this n-gga just high, give that n-gga a p-ss
don’t take that n-gga life,” but he kept on talkin trash
i walked away and laughed (ha ha) but he knew he had it comin
that lil’ n-gga startin bustin, this lil’ n-gga started runnin
rrrrrrrrah, rrrrrrrrah, left his -ss leakin
with a hole in his chest and his head on the pavement gaspin for air bleedin
and he cain’t believe it, one night’ll change your life forever
disrespect a pimp and i’ma bust yo’ sh-t! uhh

[chorus]

[rankin scroo]
yo, me spit the writ, me sic’wid it, me ready to bust your sh-t
fit me fit yes me physical fit
in de mornin when me wake up get me rule pon’ strip
i am a true playa, me love the music
f-ssi why ya me chew, you is a nitwit
you talk more sh-t den {?}
if ya keep on talkin y’all gon’ get ya head split
run rudebwoy before me bust your sh-t, shi-di-di-dit

[e-40]
let me explain to ya
see i’ve been -n-lyzin the whole sh-t right
i mean it’s like
if a n-gga get out of line a n-gga bust your sh-t right?
that’s real talk, e’rybody know that right?
but at the same time, you can’t underestimate a motherf-cker
a n-gga might just look a certain way
a motherf-cker might have a certain look that he got on his face
you can never underestimate, the regular motherf-cker mayne
cause you don’t know who that n-gga cousin is
you don’t know who that n-gga family is mayne
a n-gga’ll bust yo’ sh-t n-gga, you just don’t know this sh-t n-gga
all they gotta do is give the word, y’knahmean?
all you old n-ggas, all you young n-ggas!
you don’t know who these o.g. n-ggas is plugged with
you young n-ggas, and all the old and all the old n-ggas
don’t know, who the young n-ggas is plugged with
it’s motherf-ckin, it’s a motherf-ckin uhh, ripple effect
this sh-t go ’round and ’round like a merry-go-round mayne
you hit this n-gga, that n-gga gon’ hit you
you hit him, he gon’ hit you
his family gon’ hit you, his family gon’ hit this family
it’s gon’ go on and on forever mayne
that’s what bust a n-gga sh-t is mayne
but we gon’ tear this sh-t off mayne, y’knahmean?
we quick to step on a n-gga toe, and say excuse me to the n-gga
and the n-gga get quick to say, n-gga i’ma k!ll you {-echoes-}

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