eight months, son Checked my pockets, but I knew I had none They took away my license They said I can't drive Said that I should thank them I'm "lucky
It makes no sense to live this way But I'm gonna do it anyway Busted... for being me Busted... for being free Busted... can't pay my bail Busted... I
Tradução: DRI. Una vez más Busted.
Tradução: DRI. Busted.
me in the back. I got a pound of chronic, and a gang of freaks, Move bitch! Who the fuck you think they came to see? The protege of the D R E, You take
a hoover crip First day i got signed I had to prove i spit Freestyle with Busta Rhymes (son you can sing) Told to Jay and Doc Dre. I could finally put
I move weight on the block like I'm Moses Malone Bring the guns anywhere I roam, go with the chrome And I hit all my shots, like I'm in the A.I. zone
soul im 'bout to take control like Janet damnit, cant stand it so so def J.D can't handle it bust shots in LA, bust shots in new york, bust shots with
a Benz when I wish I could park one Shed a couple tears when I heard that he caught one So everytime I drive down, wish I'll spark one, for you and 'Pac
gay like mase I dont hate the fagget Lets get dashed and crunk I was lifted by a precher So my mom pushed weight Now I hooked up wit game Real nigga with
blick I got that good cock I'm to cold I'm to hot I'm to g5 And he love to get hot between these thies I drive em crazy when I get low And make my body
mission my competition no longer beefin I murdered all them bustas now I'm the last motherfucker breathin [Chorus] [Young Noble] Make sure I hold my
niggas lost they's heart When my gat sparks I'll bust a cap in that ass Don't get it twisted When I'm on a mission, niggas come with Mishy You busters
Cause I ain't tryin' to hear that bullshit Got a pistol motherfucker try to pull quick And just cause i'm rappin don't mean I ain't scrappin And if you
know what I'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal If my record don
beats I'm untamed, I need a leash I'm insane, I need a shrink I love brain, I need a leech Why complain on easy streets? I don't even talk, I let the
