Текст песни: Fat Joe - Bust At You
(feat. Scarface, Baby)
[Talking]
Excuse me while I sing to you
I`m being real and that`s the thing to do
I`m just living and loving
Smoking and fucking (Yeah uh)
Out here on the grind, yeah (Alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh)
If I can`t get no love then I can touch you
(Shit is fly, throw back ya heard me)
[Chorus]
I`d rather touch you, yeah
(We ridin` on these niggas come on)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Yeah, Terror Squad)
I`d rather touch you, yeah (It`s goin` down my niggas)
(Stunna, Face, Joe Crack the Don)
`Stead I`d 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
It`s the kid still holdin` the crown
Now that they give it I`m holdin` a pound
And I`m lookin` for some bustas who be actin` like them niggas do dirt
Come to find out they ain`t put in no work
An now my feelings is hurt
Cause they decided that they wanted to murk
But I`ma chase `em to the end of the Earth
Cause I`m 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 I`ll probably do it all in the pen
But yo I`m 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]
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
[Baby]
Hey Joe
We gon` ball like dogs but keep it gangsta nigga
I`m a guerilla on the streets but it`s 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
It`s the murder man mack, I stash in the Lac
I bought my bricks from these dro back stacks
It`s 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
It`s the B-M gangsta, the D-Boy Click
We mash on bustas and we flip these bricks nigga
[Chorus]
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
[Scarface]
Niggas tell me money talk
But bullshit is walkin` out on four feet
That`s why I`m ridin` on ya whole street
I`ll be a nigga till it`s said and done
I`m 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 can`t stop man
Tell my mama I`m a killer if I happen to die
That`s how I lived, ain`t no sense in me lyin`
My whole life`s filled with danger
Never been a stranger to homicide
My neighborhood`s full of gangstas and drive-bys
And niggas fightin` for position
The demon has risen from out of prison
Now I`m losin` my religion
That`s how I`m feeling when I`m fuckin` with you
Cause I don`t fuck with you, now I`m bustin` at you
So fuck you dude
[Chorus]
I`d rather touch you, yeah (Terror Squad, Facemob uh)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Cash Money Millionaires uh come on)
I`d rather touch you, yeah (My tech, my mack)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Lick my uzi straight like that)
I`d rather touch you, yeah (My tech, my mack)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Lick my uzi straight like that)
[Scarface talking]
Dedicated to
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(feat. Scarface, Baby)
[Talking]
Excuse me while I sing to you
I`m being real and that`s the thing to do
I`m just living and loving
Smoking and fucking (Yeah uh)
Out here on the grind, yeah (Alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh)
If I can`t get no love then I can touch you
(Shit is fly, throw back ya heard me)
[Chorus]
I`d rather touch you, yeah
(We ridin` on these niggas come on)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Yeah, Terror Squad)
I`d rather touch you, yeah (It`s goin` down my niggas)
(Stunna, Face, Joe Crack the Don)
`Stead I`d 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
It`s the kid still holdin` the crown
Now that they give it I`m holdin` a pound
And I`m lookin` for some bustas who be actin` like them niggas do dirt
Come to find out they ain`t put in no work
An now my feelings is hurt
Cause they decided that they wanted to murk
But I`ma chase `em to the end of the Earth
Cause I`m 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 I`ll probably do it all in the pen
But yo I`m 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]
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
[Baby]
Hey Joe
We gon` ball like dogs but keep it gangsta nigga
I`m a guerilla on the streets but it`s 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
It`s the murder man mack, I stash in the Lac
I bought my bricks from these dro back stacks
It`s 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
It`s the B-M gangsta, the D-Boy Click
We mash on bustas and we flip these bricks nigga
[Chorus]
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
I`d rather touch you, yeah
`Stead I`d rather bust at you
[Scarface]
Niggas tell me money talk
But bullshit is walkin` out on four feet
That`s why I`m ridin` on ya whole street
I`ll be a nigga till it`s said and done
I`m 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 can`t stop man
Tell my mama I`m a killer if I happen to die
That`s how I lived, ain`t no sense in me lyin`
My whole life`s filled with danger
Never been a stranger to homicide
My neighborhood`s full of gangstas and drive-bys
And niggas fightin` for position
The demon has risen from out of prison
Now I`m losin` my religion
That`s how I`m feeling when I`m fuckin` with you
Cause I don`t fuck with you, now I`m bustin` at you
So fuck you dude
[Chorus]
I`d rather touch you, yeah (Terror Squad, Facemob uh)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Cash Money Millionaires uh come on)
I`d rather touch you, yeah (My tech, my mack)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Lick my uzi straight like that)
I`d rather touch you, yeah (My tech, my mack)
`Stead I`d rather bust at you (Lick my uzi straight like that)
[Scarface talking]
Dedicated to
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