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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Fat Joe - Bust At You(feat. Scarface, Baby) [Talking] Excuse me while I sing to you Im being real and thats the thing to do Im just living and loving Smoking and fucking (Yeah uh) Out here on the grind, yeah (Alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh) If I cant get no love then I can touch you (Shit is fly, throw back ya heard me) [Chorus] Id rather touch you, yeah (We ridin on these niggas come on) Stead Id rather bust at you (Yeah, Terror Squad) Id rather touch you, yeah (Its goin down my niggas) (Stunna, Face, Joe Crack the Don) Stead Id rather bust at you [Fat Joe] You motherfuckers must be crazy I been doin this shit since the eighties Run up in yo crib, snatch ya baby baby-baby Its the kid still holdin the crown Now that they give it Im holdin a pound And Im lookin for some bustas who be actin like them niggas do dirt Come to find out they aint put in no work An now my feelings is hurt Cause they decided that they wanted to murk But Ima chase em to the end of the Earth Cause Im a motherfuckin rider You can see the pain in my face Got no problem exchangin the hate They got me fightin a case And if I blow will I face a fifteen And Ill probably do it all in the pen But yo Im livin with it Death before dishonor for my niggas that ride A thousand deaths if ya sellin ya pride ha ha ha Death before dishonor for my niggas that ride A thousand deaths if ya sellin ya pride You motherfuckers need to know that [Chorus] Id rather touch you, yeah Stead Id rather bust at you Id rather touch you, yeah Stead Id rather bust at you [Baby] Hey Joe We gon ball like dogs but keep it gangsta nigga Im a guerilla on the streets but its time for the fun time Out of line, I bust with my tech nine Choose ya loose, I give ya the blues Ol pussy ass nigga with his pussy ass crews Its the murder man mack, I stash in the Lac I bought my bricks from these dro back stacks Its the Birdman baby come and holla at me later Duck ass niggas, we deal with em later First you, go to the mall and you ball like a dog And we drop the car, then holla at ya boy Tell them pussy ass niggas, break bread with the boy Joe, they breakin bread with the boy Tell Big Pun nigga, Stunna ride for the boy Win or lose I ride for my boy Its the B-M gangsta, the D-Boy Click We mash on bustas and we flip these bricks nigga [Chorus] Id rather touch you, yeah Stead Id rather bust at you Id rather touch you, yeah Stead Id rather bust at you [Scarface] Niggas tell me money talk But bullshit is walkin out on four feet Thats why Im ridin on ya whole street Ill be a nigga till its said and done Im from a section where ya fight till ya die cause ya never run I keep my forty cal cocked cause these niggas on my block bang Right up the street from where the cops hang And in my head I hear Pac sang And then them rushin memories make me cry till I cant stop man Tell my mama Im a killer if I happen to die Thats how I lived, aint no sense in me lyin My whole lifes filled with danger Never been a stranger to homicide My neighborhoods full of gangstas and drive-bys And niggas fightin for position The demon has risen from out of prison Now Im losin my religion Thats how Im feeling when Im fuckin with you Cause I dont fuck with you, now Im bustin at you So fuck you dude [Chorus] Id rather touch you, yeah (Terror Squad, Facemob uh) Stead Id rather bust at you (Cash Money Millionaires uh come on) Id rather touch you, yeah (My tech, my mack) Stead Id rather bust at you (Lick my uzi straight like that) Id rather touch you, yeah (My tech, my mack) Stead Id rather bust at you (Lick my uzi straight like that) [Scarface talking] Dedicated to my homeboy Pac Love daddy Facemob in the house Fat Joe and it dont stop Come on |
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