Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, (Let's take it to the streets, n***)
Bustaclip, (East coast) Bustaclip, (West coast) Bustaclip, (Midwest) Bustaclip, (To the dirty, dirty)
Bustaclip, (It's Gates) Bustaclip, bustaclip, (The one fly boy) Bustaclip, (I'm strapped, n***) Bustaclip, (Let's get it poppin')
I got a new M***, I hope this b*** don't jam I had to bulletproof the Lam, I that from Cam You want a thang, got 'em go straight to MoneyGram I'm from the hood so you know I'm wit' any money scam
Black glocks, glocks spit like sheet rock You know a on me, this concert gon' stop A lot of cops at the scene tryin' to shut s*** You was a but now you famous now
I be out in chi-town wit' some real of fact one of them had dinner wit' me You gotta play by the rules you on these streets You lil' n*** to mimic what you seein' on beef, you better
Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, (What my said) Bustaclip, (What my said, let's do it)
Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, (I can't it, I'm a straight rider) Bustaclip, (You wanna beef wit' me)
I know some Long Beach Crips, I know some Bloods And you can ask Phelps fans, I got Cali love I got a strap for me everytime I land And to send you a message, I'll tap your man
Now he under white sheets the Klu Klux Klan You boys shouldn't beef wit' a grown a*** man I got stripes in the hood, I put in work fo' And mentioning me get you put in dirt fo' real
mind that gramma, yeah, b***, you carry weight 'Cause I'm on this Alize and I weight I came to the streets, I had to let y'all know And by the way my new deal 8.4 so I'm a
Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, (What my said) Bustaclip, (What my said, let's go)
Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, bustaclip, Bustaclip, (I'm n***, I'm strapped n***) Bustaclip, bustaclip, (I'm strapped n***, what you?)
for my Nap-town n***, all my G-town killas The ones wit' the b*** and them 18 Cross the state lines it on them waist line cocked Cross lope and you know it's goin'
40 cal, 50 cal, what you workin' wit', I'm in a Maserati, what you in, n***? And I'm out in Cleveland, I'm f*** wit' X It's been 'bout 5 years, he still holdin' my
I be in the gun range like You pray no drama ever come my way I'm in the studio now a gun on my hip And I'm of talkin' 'bout the beef wit' me and you betta
Bustaclip, Bustaclip, Bustaclip, Bustaclip,
Bustaclip, Bustaclip, Bustaclip, Bustaclip,