be better than this, ooh I don't wanna leave you but maybe I need to There's gotta be better than this, ooh Oh, we'll never know I'll dream this away
's gotta be better than this I don't wanna leave you But baby I need to There's gotta be better than this Or we'll never know I'll dream this away And
the zone, they better watch it when I'm cockin my chrome Cause at clubs, yeah I slip one in your dome, you better leave me alone I ain't no bitch, I
Jam, you hear that choppa Go Blakka-ga-blakka, Boom-shakka-laka-laka It get know - hotter than Geezy, I swear to that Trust me, I bust ya up wherever
a fuck Stack my chesse up Cause one day I'm a give this street life up Beef I don't discuss A nigga outta line gone get his motherfuckin head bust Cash
my money goes to my nose And fat opthimals, T-shirts and Girbauds Solja Reeboks straight stickin' to the G-code Uptown is the home of the car-jackers Robbers, gangsta rappers, headsplitters and kidnappers Better than
sale, that's my clientele This my block, this my rocks This my shop, this my Glock This my connection with the mob That's my partna black Saab This my
gold darts street smart smarter than Eurkel Let's go fist to fist knuckles turn purple when I work you I ride a night rounds be tight I'll be light hotter than
the dick I sling Go on head bitch do yo thang and Remember this ho you my bitch You stuck forever I fuck whatever And fuck whoever you better not never
your silky nightgown Just take off your bra and pull your panties down 'Cause I'll seduce you, whore, bust down your back door You dog-ass bitch, get down on all fours 'Cause this
Crew 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew Bus - Bust a rhyme Bro - Brother Marquis Bro - Brother Marquis Bust a rhyme Bus - Bust a rhyme [Verse 3: Brother Marquis] I met this
friend I'm never gonna call you, bitch again Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 3] Witness evil men do, all this shit I been through Never meant to hurt you, can we make this
guilty after all tha things they did to me Sweated me, hunted me Trapped in my own community One day i'm gonna bust Blow up on this society Why did ya
this anecdote got you ope Get roast, by my lyrics Billy Dee .45 Coly And I'm out for nine nickel [INS tha rebels] [West, list this, this, this...]
no busters hang, I hope you feel me mayne Cause snitches bitches and they ain't been loyal to the game My niggaz feel my pain, when sunshine turn to rain You know these buster
