Busta's

(C. Perkins, M. Ortega, B. Brown)

Vitamin C:
A couple years done passed and still I step with my hand kept close to my piece like police cause some niggas hate me. I don't know what yall might pull next so I gotta keep my eyes on you busta's still; since I'm making money its a trip all these hoes on my jock don't trip tell em Ben "we the same motha- fuckers as befo" don't act like you don't know from the streets walkin blocks in the O with my clip on got my sip on with my hand by my hip bone incase you trip on me don't be surprised I'm not a gang banger just a rap sanger but I'll smash yo ass yeah..

Ben B Hard:
They be all up on the nuts when I walk through the door giving props on my demo hating what the fuck fo'? Telling everybody that you know that I cant flow trying to cock block getting at the same hoe; jealous ass nigga busta made tricks getting kicked by the size nine wearing lunatic recollect do you know me partner I don't think so now do I have to check you and your hoe because they get shady too talking bout he's so fine breaking your neck to know mine; but I'll be damn if I get trapped half of you is why the main reason that I stay strapped; its player hatters in the town acting like we really in cahoots but you busta's ain't down seen me getting paid so you knockin at my front door that's when my nine get to spittin for sure; making me act like the mad man that I can be but like I said before it ain't no live see your the type of people that I hate claiming that you slept with every broad in the state; and now you wanna hate me "what fo?" Because I aint fuckin with you no mo" nigga eat the dee then I'm out; and keep my motha-fuckin name out yo mouth busta

Hook:
keep my name out yo' mouth
you don't know me you just a busta
keep my name out yo' mouth
you don't know me
keep my name out yo' mouth
you don't know me you just a busta
keep my name out yo' mouth
you don't know me

Ben B. Hard:
Right back in that ass with a fat sack of get some niggas talking shit behind my back but they don't want none I don't understand is it because you can't fade me or maybe ya' jealous so you hate me; but I keep on hittin em' with this real so it makes me n-o-n-e what you say about that playa name B H-A-R-D striking down yo' block in a black drop giving broads a real reason flagging me to stop now what that look like "like they all up on yo sack" nine times out of ten its them bustas with them knives in yo back cause they haters all up in my business asking me man you still rap fool what is this?

Vitamin C:
I went from tow down to living low down on the streets had to throw down but now I'm making hits like so now hooked with my homie Ben making jealous niggas hate my guts once again; and you wanna mug me hoes wanna hug me tricks in my face back the fuck up now before a nigga act the fuck up down with my true homie's for good; same nigga from the hood, so you better

Hook...
Ben:
Time and time again on my back like a backpack busta musta had a cup of courage

Vitamin C:
But ain't nobody trippin on yo ass muthafucka me and Ben will be the last muthafuckas you diss if you ever try that then I'm telling you this my nine is pointed right at you and you know I won't miss so wise up open them eyes up huh, or it's gone be another shot in the dark.

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