C-Loc - Bustas Phill Us / Bustas Feel Us lyrics

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C-Loc - Bustas Phill Us / Bustas Feel Us lyrics

Trying to hustle up on my hustle G It ain't gon' bite my bite (my bite) Where the bite, where the stank (rumble, rumble) n***as aye, n***as aye let's get ready to rumble G If you think you can hold off, hold off my girl from (unintelligible) My nayga...I'd like to, like to thank ya I know I'm looking fresh I know I'm blowing big I know I'm coming down soaking wet But better yet Hating on, hating on favors Giving up in my clique cause we don't give a... You can, you can (unintelligible) cause they don't give a fuuuuuck You hating on, hating on, trying to be jacking me cause your pockets GONE, and your heart is full of that greed and that jealousy Money greed jealousy Pistol packin' playas n***as n***as And go, and go, be sure, sure you bustas feel us (feel us) Money greed jealousy Pistol pistol packin' playas n***as n***as and n***as Gon' be sure you bustas feel us Let's get ready to rumble The jungle, the jungle Im a soldier, and i told ya' Them dudes, them boys be dropping big down in (unintelligible) Money (unintelligible) them (unintelligible) them On my hustle, and if you think of (unintelligible) in my sh** we gon' a tustle (whatsup) Told me a poor hustler makes no hustler So f** ya Young (unintelligible) ain't got no mother f**ing love for ya Pickin da, pickin da booty a** greedy tight Jealous straight up hating mother f**ers better get your heart right 16 clips up under the chamber (unintelligible) and that means danger (unintelligible line) But I had to stang ya So miss me coming, who? who? while I'm jacking The reason leads me to (unintelligible) don't need to reason to leave you bustas bleedin' n***as n***as creeping Who you peeping? Is it me and my n***a young (unintelligible) Is that why ya'll n***as out in the ski masks? Foe' you start peepin' on me wit dat strap Yea' that bumpin in my trunk was just in case I got, I got In my, in my lap, word (unintelligible) Too many hoes man, them hoes be sweatin (unintelligible line) Just because they riding on (unintelligible) Scope with, Scoping me hoping they can get me this time It's time to ride (unintelligible) die n***as (unintelligible) Cause, cause I'm about this paper chase Even if millions (unintelligible) (unintelligible) taking it to a n***as place They (unintelligible) now where your clique at? No time to be (unintelligible) mother f**ers just put that ski on this (unintelligible) b**h (unintelligible) say yo black and tell that busta to fill up the stack Cause i dont wanna whip out wit' dis' click clack And if, if he (unintelligible) (unintelligible) out on the floor A n***a go crazy like lil dawgs (unintelligible) (unintelligible) But you, but you trippin' 'foe me and k** f** ain't no hoes cut it Is you mad because you ho be acting real..... But dont be hatin cause I'm (unintelligible) We rollin' with n***as that down to ride Jealous then you die Money money Greed Greed and jealousy Pistol packing playas n***as gonna feel us Gon' make sure you bustas feel us