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letra de i'm bussin' - tymb little

(yeah hoe, yeah hoe, yeah, yeah hoe x repeated at all times )
[intro]
young kiko
if lil money was here b-tch he’ll be bussin’!
ob’z was here? b-tch, he’ll be bussin’!
if pac was here ? b-tch, he’ll be bussin’!
pluto was here? b-tch, he’ll be bussin’!
lil keef’s was here? b-tch, he’ll be bussin’!
4m was here? b-tch, they’ll be bussin’!

(i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ he’s bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ i’m bussin’ he’s bussin)

these n-gga’s is stunnin’? these n-gga’s is frontin’! them glizzy’s is jumpin’, my lil n-gga’s drummin’, you’r b-tch on mah d-ck, cause i keep dat b-tch comin’, got so many glizzy’s like i am some gunman

all my guy is straight demons, all d’ey wanna do is k!ll & hit stains. sn-tch yah, out yah goon’s, and robb yah for yah chain. finessin’ on da plain, n-gga’s know my name

[verse 1]
shootah’s dressed tah k!ll! dats death in designer – live a lavish life – gun’s is the finest! all my n-gga’s k!lla’s – on board k!ll yah – hop out, and chase yah in some margiela’s -trapped up in the trenches, buncha real n-ggah’s, buncha real k!lla’s! r.i.p pac, who invented drillin’ f-ck dem other n-ggah’s, who wanna get wit’ us! you n-ggahs is tripping! bussin’ off a flat = honey to the b-tches.. pill kickin’ in. got me feelin’ freaky. told her “phone tah bone me”, now she wanna meet me, pill kickin’ in got ‘er geeking, pill got her tweaking. n-ggas acting scared, get dey -ss to deakin’, gotta watch my homie, n-gga’s being sneak. can’t love ’em, keep ’em-
pimpin, with my glizzy, iphone, dese pills,couple k!llahs wit me, couple hittah’s and dese hoe’s – and dese n-ggas get to see me get to freakin’, n-ggas get to meet dis 50, death all in my city, gotta keep’t wit me. 4’nem steady leanin, 4’nem steady geekin’ pill in my system turn me to a demon, try to rob me? and n-ggah you tweakin’, reach for this ice and its forced to get eichy (free trel) the gun i get itchy, dont act too fishy. these b-tches be trippin, dey dont clean up da kitchen, dont f-ck with no leakin’ or f-ck dat! get sleepy! dont f-ck with the times, only real n-ggahs with me, dont f-ck with them lames only real k!llah’s wit me, dont f-ck with my n-ggahs cuz they will k!ll wit me!! hold up hold up!! dont f-ck with my n-ggah’s cuz they will k!ll wit me

- tymb little

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