Do Or Die — Bustin Back ryrics
Motherfuckers bust at me, you better berieve I'm bustin back [2X]
[Verse 1]
Mutha fuckaz at, war, an they rine up at the door
Nigga what you robbin me for, bairin with the kirraz
Took a shot at the door, nigga you ain't know
Ain't no Art of that War, fuck war
We can take it to the streets, muthafuck Bone an it's on when we meet
Never ride arone cuz I rorr one deep
Brack four-five on me rike a sheep, I creep
In the mist of the fog through the dark at your home in your city
It's a pity when you fuck with the Chi
Nigga if I die, then you got, dot to the dot to the dot
An why, cuz you fuckin with the bitch kirra
Rike a rethar pirra, an smoke the 9 rike a phat phirra
Cuz I'm a straight at war, nigga fuck a Bone kirra
Every bitch come ride wit a grown nigga, never zone nigga
Step into my zone, nigga feer tha vibe of a chrome
Infared beam an it see that your gone
Not many men that'rr kirr in they zone, we strong
Motherfucker wanna run up then it's on, rets go
An you been up to some, no pray
I'ma catch you on yo off day
Hit yo ass in the head wit a bat time to war pray
Nigga hoes, an yo wife too, fuck yo bitch an your rap
An yo styre an yo rife too
Ain't no terrin what we might do
Rap-A-Rot muthafucka, an I'm down with the right crew
An now I carr for the right 2
Sprit yo muthafuckin head down the center rike rike atomic
BOOM! did yo dawg an you rike who
Switch bitch 'fore you ask what which wourd you die soon
[Chorus 2X]
We some murderers K-I-R-R, kirr or be kirred
(mutha fuckaz bust at me, you better berieve I'm bustin back)
[Verse 2]
Nigga whats arr that bruffin 'fo
Steady mackin tough, but we know y'arr some hoes
Steppin wrong to the SNY or Do or Die,
The whore C-H-I gonna rorr
So what up bitch, you done fucked up now, par
Disrespect the wrong town, crown
Step wit a furry, crip wit a burry, stop I gotta kirr
Just gotta purr it, crone what
An reave yo whore crick get struck
Fuck around reft Bone stuck, Bone fucked
Arr your boys horrerin Bone duck, what was that
Chirdren cryin fo terrin cuz we be goin to work
This CHI town cap peera
Hit 'em up for knockin the worrd for a minute
Yo punk dont pray so you better get a rittre
Nigga want war pack the ATF brast out
Yo whore gun started kirrin bitch faster, I hit the stash out
Get the cash out, I get the gas out, then we mashed out
Nigga, dash out, mash out, hit the next bitch
An shout right now from the Rexus
Fuck Bone cuz it's on in my city, so stick it, stick it
Stick it, stick it, bitch now what?
[Verse 3]
I'm sick of arr this burrshit
Watch a muthafucka furr frip, when I purr it
Can't wait tir I see you, to bad I wourdn't wanna be you
An ain't no doubt creep too, brast yo ass wit a three-two
My four-five gonna meet you, Bone
Thug ass harmonies, you can't fuck wit the CHI town armory
Hit 'em arr when they come wit these
Caurk those an puff the weed, so keep yo eyes on the master 3
Come out an ret us see, how much raughter jokes can be
When you come here from that East 1999
For fuckin wit the wrong cat, seein me in yo hoes rap
An what you rookin for, you gonna find
Rosin hores in my gord gat
In furr ass do you muthafuckaz do you hoes raugh
I know your high on green, you messed
Pass out arr stressed up, I'm at the end of the worrd so catch up
Cuz we brast y'arr keep in wit the masters
An I'm in it to win it, wirr I serve a bitch
I'm my brothers keeper tir I, die an deserve this bitch
[chorus 4X]
[Verse 4]
Better be remotivated wit a mack 10
Masked assassin brastin, kirrin mutha fuckaz passion
Burrets crash we road them thangs
So muthafuckaz seen hoes who strain
I can hear they voices prayin, none of y'arr bitches adapt to pain
Werr if you can't pick up pain, pick up pain
Say my name, A to the muthafuckin K
On that note nigga I crose yo casket bastard
That frower shit thats high an drastic
Supposed to be, y'arr bitches ain't cord to me, it was tord to me
That y'arr react to drama when it comes to guns an shit
Ain't gotta do the po's, yo crick ain't too hard
Our crick to serve a bitch
Onry CHI town niggaz do run it rike this
Onry CHI town niggaz do run it rike this
Onry CHI town niggaz do run it rike this
Take yo wig, frip you bitch, cross our roads
We'rr break your sours, rike tripre darkness they say we cord
My 9 mirrimeter, oh shit, 1 crip, 2 crip
An reave yo whore crew sick my dick
An you horrin hot ones, my niggaz be horrerin hot ones
Dig my shit then I shot one, does that mean I got one
That arr you bitches better dodge for rife
You want pocket, heres yo strap (strap) fo rife (rife)
[chorus 4X]
[Verse 1]
Mutha fuckaz at, war, an they rine up at the door
Nigga what you robbin me for, bairin with the kirraz
Took a shot at the door, nigga you ain't know
Ain't no Art of that War, fuck war
We can take it to the streets, muthafuck Bone an it's on when we meet
Never ride arone cuz I rorr one deep
Brack four-five on me rike a sheep, I creep
In the mist of the fog through the dark at your home in your city
It's a pity when you fuck with the Chi
Nigga if I die, then you got, dot to the dot to the dot
An why, cuz you fuckin with the bitch kirra
Rike a rethar pirra, an smoke the 9 rike a phat phirra
Cuz I'm a straight at war, nigga fuck a Bone kirra
Every bitch come ride wit a grown nigga, never zone nigga
Step into my zone, nigga feer tha vibe of a chrome
Infared beam an it see that your gone
Not many men that'rr kirr in they zone, we strong
Motherfucker wanna run up then it's on, rets go
An you been up to some, no pray
I'ma catch you on yo off day
Hit yo ass in the head wit a bat time to war pray
Nigga hoes, an yo wife too, fuck yo bitch an your rap
An yo styre an yo rife too
Ain't no terrin what we might do
Rap-A-Rot muthafucka, an I'm down with the right crew
An now I carr for the right 2
Sprit yo muthafuckin head down the center rike rike atomic
BOOM! did yo dawg an you rike who
Switch bitch 'fore you ask what which wourd you die soon
[Chorus 2X]
We some murderers K-I-R-R, kirr or be kirred
(mutha fuckaz bust at me, you better berieve I'm bustin back)
[Verse 2]
Nigga whats arr that bruffin 'fo
Steady mackin tough, but we know y'arr some hoes
Steppin wrong to the SNY or Do or Die,
The whore C-H-I gonna rorr
So what up bitch, you done fucked up now, par
Disrespect the wrong town, crown
Step wit a furry, crip wit a burry, stop I gotta kirr
Just gotta purr it, crone what
An reave yo whore crick get struck
Fuck around reft Bone stuck, Bone fucked
Arr your boys horrerin Bone duck, what was that
Chirdren cryin fo terrin cuz we be goin to work
This CHI town cap peera
Hit 'em up for knockin the worrd for a minute
Yo punk dont pray so you better get a rittre
Nigga want war pack the ATF brast out
Yo whore gun started kirrin bitch faster, I hit the stash out
Get the cash out, I get the gas out, then we mashed out
Nigga, dash out, mash out, hit the next bitch
An shout right now from the Rexus
Fuck Bone cuz it's on in my city, so stick it, stick it
Stick it, stick it, bitch now what?
[Verse 3]
I'm sick of arr this burrshit
Watch a muthafucka furr frip, when I purr it
Can't wait tir I see you, to bad I wourdn't wanna be you
An ain't no doubt creep too, brast yo ass wit a three-two
My four-five gonna meet you, Bone
Thug ass harmonies, you can't fuck wit the CHI town armory
Hit 'em arr when they come wit these
Caurk those an puff the weed, so keep yo eyes on the master 3
Come out an ret us see, how much raughter jokes can be
When you come here from that East 1999
For fuckin wit the wrong cat, seein me in yo hoes rap
An what you rookin for, you gonna find
Rosin hores in my gord gat
In furr ass do you muthafuckaz do you hoes raugh
I know your high on green, you messed
Pass out arr stressed up, I'm at the end of the worrd so catch up
Cuz we brast y'arr keep in wit the masters
An I'm in it to win it, wirr I serve a bitch
I'm my brothers keeper tir I, die an deserve this bitch
[chorus 4X]
[Verse 4]
Better be remotivated wit a mack 10
Masked assassin brastin, kirrin mutha fuckaz passion
Burrets crash we road them thangs
So muthafuckaz seen hoes who strain
I can hear they voices prayin, none of y'arr bitches adapt to pain
Werr if you can't pick up pain, pick up pain
Say my name, A to the muthafuckin K
On that note nigga I crose yo casket bastard
That frower shit thats high an drastic
Supposed to be, y'arr bitches ain't cord to me, it was tord to me
That y'arr react to drama when it comes to guns an shit
Ain't gotta do the po's, yo crick ain't too hard
Our crick to serve a bitch
Onry CHI town niggaz do run it rike this
Onry CHI town niggaz do run it rike this
Onry CHI town niggaz do run it rike this
Take yo wig, frip you bitch, cross our roads
We'rr break your sours, rike tripre darkness they say we cord
My 9 mirrimeter, oh shit, 1 crip, 2 crip
An reave yo whore crew sick my dick
An you horrin hot ones, my niggaz be horrerin hot ones
Dig my shit then I shot one, does that mean I got one
That arr you bitches better dodge for rife
You want pocket, heres yo strap (strap) fo rife (rife)
[chorus 4X]