Bust Ya Gunz

Whoo, yeah,
SwizzIt's showtime? yeah
Y'all know who it is
I'ma get it poppin’ like
I'm used to
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right, we make 'em cum
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right,
I make 'em all say
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, let's go
Me in the scene,
I'm makin’ that cream
Them haters always say, what the hell does that mean?
I'm comin’ through your block, got somethin’ mean
The Ferrari pink, it blings
Yep, I got suede in my dash
I got your chick ready to kiss my ass
I go to the club, man, it's no cash
That black card make them chicks move fast
Can you hear me now?
Can you see me now?
I throw on my jeans tucked and it's out now
T.I. made them suckers bring it out now
The Ruff Ryders start it, now just shout it
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right, we make 'em cum
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right,
I make 'em all say
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, let's go
Man, it’s engine, engine, number 9
You talkin’ crazy, you lose your mind
And if that chucker wanna throw that stack
Well, pick it up, hey, pick it up, you don't know me
But Kanye know my name,
Timbo, know my name
Pharrell, know my name,
Scotty, know my name
Came in the game at 16 and changed the game up
Came in the game at 16 and changed the game up
Kicks, snares, change the beat game
Cali like
Big said and
Big didI hope nobody got offended what
I saidYou wanna act crazy,
I aim for your head
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right, we make 'em cum
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right,
I make 'em all say
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, let's go
I got a special guest for y'all
He go by the name of
Drag Dash, get 'em man
Guess who's back in your buildin’ ya big pimpin
Your big disc got
Drag Dash on, now come on, look two childrens
It's Drag
Dash, bitch,
Mr. Backdraft, bitch
Bust a slug like
I blub, blap-blap, bitch
Bitches know niggaz love the way my flow switch
Scratch my trigger finger, make a nigga itch
I ain't gotta tell you how
I spit propane
I'm at the gun range ‘cause
I ain't got no aim
Get at you rappers, spit the stank in your lane
My shit been clappin’ since
Don did ‘The
Soul Train’
I'm back like when bakin’ soda do cocaine
Drag to the
Dash, I'm in the hood like lo mein
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right, we make 'em cum
Do y'all niggaz bust your guns?
Hell yeah, we bust our guns
Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum?
Damn right,
I make 'em all say
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, let's go
The Drag album comin’ soon too
We got Needlz on the beat, man
Them drums is too cold cut-able man, yeah
Bakka-bakka, shots flowin’ here
Swizz, get 'em, whattup?
Lox album,
Eve album‘
One Man Band
Man’, bitch