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otr.budda – bust it down lyrics

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[chorus]

[verse 1]
cold n-gga
street sweeper
grem reaper
bust down her back now i’m night creapin
four lines in a two leader
got me leaning
run up a check blow it fast got me dizzy
four nickels in the pot
she gon bust it open
late nights on the block
b-tch we out here loc’n
i been getting so high tryna stay focused
sw-ng wit the thang in the coop don’t get ran over
we be out here late night it’s the take over
young squad yelp b-tch we wit all that
it only take one call to knock off his ball cap
extendo’s clock it back bet he gon fall back
is you dumb lil baby
can’t get a bag because your baby daddy lazy
in this real life of game you a dumb b-tch
you can’t fake it
i ain’t tripping
let me see you shake sumthin
ohhh that’s a issue

[chorus]

[verse 2]
bop bop
b-tch let see you bust it down
load it up i got a choppa wit a hunnid round
catch a case and go to jail
don’t make a sound
yapping on the gram got his -ss gun down
funny n-gga
what a clown
free my n-ggas out the dog pound
i been down for so long got my stomach growling
i dont get mad b-tch i get even
the pigs ask me about a murder
i didn’t see sh-t like stevie
dead presidents benefit me
b-tch take it easy
little n-gga wanna slide this choppa getting greasy
for the d-ck she feam’n
playing me b-tch you dream’n
otr only the real in my section
you get hit with this weapon
n-ggas looking mad i ain’t stressing
fourty on my lap
waiting for a n-gga to test it
keep it strictly business baby
i don’t do no questions
ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[chorus]



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