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Y'all ready to do this shit?

Bust 'em

When I was young I had the lust to pull the trigger
And make change out a 5-dollar-ass n*ggas
And as time went on, I gained much love
But seein' n*ggas' guts bust at a nightclub
Too young to get my ass in, but they didn't trip
Cause if I didn't get in, they knew I'd start shit
So I was treated like the mothafuckin' pope
Security seen me, so they scoped
And follow me around like a flock of hoes
I had a squab with a bitch with a big ass nose
I started to knock the bitch out, but before I could
I'm stopped short by a redneck peckerwood
But he was slow, with the other hand slapped the hoe
Then security rushed us out the backdo'
So when I grabbed the nine, they thought I'd go nuts
I'd roll by and bust caps at the grown-up's
Young n*gga got bold and gulped the liquor
As a young n*gga

(He said, "Young ass n*gga!)
(You dumb n*gga you),- Ice Cube

Well, what do you know, it's summer time
And every young n*gga my age is on the grind
Workin' for the city
A drugstore on every goddamn corner, and n*ggas actin' shitty
About who sell where and whose dope is it
So some n*ggas around the block, they paid us a visit
But we ain't comin' off shit but a drive-by
I guess they wanna expand and go city-wide
So we hung muthafuckas by the barbed wire
Whoever was a snitch a bitch or liar
And five-o is gettin' kinda dense
Cause the wire was missin' from a county jail fence
Breakin' off boulders
And the n*ggas from around the block they said they told us
Not to short-stop, so my n*gga got popped
I looked down, and I'm shocked
To see him layin' dead by the bushes
As a young n*gga

(He said, "Young ass n*gga!)
(You dumb n*gga you),-

shit is gettin' hectic, my mission had to flow smooth
We hit the corner in a '65 old school
Bustin' at n*ggas twice my age
Muthafuckas catchin heat from my gauge
They tried to shoot back, but it ain't like that
Cause I'm the n*gga with the biggest gat
Hoes get fucked and eat the bullet
Cause the trigger that got my n*gga, one of them had to pull it
My n*gga with the nine said forget it
But I seen a n*gga point his finger and say he did it
I loaded up the clip and shot him in the dick
And kept on bustin' till his leg kicked
Now we outie five thousand, gee
The glasspacks on the sixty five got noisy
We had to smash
Cause five-o was right behind our ass
We had to get away, we dumped the A.K.
And the gauge in the bushes on the way
The cops kept bustin', n*ggas kept cussin'
About which way to go fussin
We hit the corner, and they bust
At some n*ggas lookin' just like us
We knew it was about that time
Hopped out my homeboy's shit, and into mine
We got away, because they couldn't figure
Which one of the boys was that young n*gga