Dj Paul - Front a Busta lyrics

[Chorus: Playa Fly sample] Front a busta with some bap Hit that hoe for her fifteen [Verse 1] My n***as [Skinny, Gin and] Scarecrow's Always gettin' they f**in' duck sicked When I get to f**in' my hoes I'm dumpin' them tr-izz-icks like down in a ditch Paul, he get them groupie hoochies Runnin' to that purple thang [Lil Fly slangin'] dope and 'caine Stay about that hustle mane Crunchy Black keep sweatin' that dope track Got them junky b**hes comin' back (?) he got that gat Let that sh** ka-rat-a-tat with that Blood all on my cross Cause a n***a bit the dust Seasonly I pop the slug b**h the Koopsta Knicca don't give a f** I read the Revelation Think about my situation Waitin' on a low wage job But in my heart I have no patience Call up my n***a friend to hit 'em with a (?) ten I had to touch 'em, had to stick 'em for them dividends And barred the n***as up out my hood And send a f**in' shot Who called the folks? Who called the feds? Who called the f**ing cops? Oh well I won't be sittin' up in a jail cell To make my pockets swell I make you b**hes burn in hell [Chorus: Playa Fly sample] Front a busta with some bap Hit that hoe for her fifteen [Verse 2] n***a should finna be droppin' the green I'm down with the Koopsta ain't comin' clean I'm makin' them stangs, I'm splittin' they brains So I'm droppin' these b**hes off somethin' mane b**hes be testin' my pimpin' As if I really was a babbage n***a Comin' straight outta that North for real-la The Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler Though I'm not like dracula But b**h this time it's a psycho man A bloody Glock mister Blood stuck in the chest b**h the Koopsta the Knicca's a scandalous Winter, spring, summer, fall oh fella I'm creepin' in all types of weather Knockin' these tricks in like down in a ditch Break a b**h quick, I love this sh** I break my f**in' black back Slangin' crack up on that dope track A b**h tried to keep my sh** Trick so I dropped off something like that That bizness with that sh-izz-it L-izz-ead caliber, n***a d-izz-ick Murder-murder, redruM, body numb in a ditch, trick With a bunch of b**hes wrapped up in some plastic They got blasted I took yo sh** and sorry b**h, you gets no f**in' casket Nothin' but some bullet lead stuck in your motherf**in' head Triple 6 engraved in red got you busta b**hes scared [Bridge] Hit that hoe for... Front a busta... Hit that hoe for... Front a busta... [Chorus: Playa Fly sample] Front a busta with some bap Hit that hoe for her fifteen