Bust At You Lyrics - Loyalty - Fat Joe

excuse me while i sing to you 

i'm being real and that's the thing to do 

i'm just living and loving 

smoking and fucking (yeah uh) 

out here on the grind, yeah (alchemist this beat is stupid dope fresh) 

if i can't get no love then i can touch you 

(shit is fly, throw back ya heard me) 

i'd rather touch you, yeah 

(we ridin' on these niggas come on) 

'stead i'd rather bust at you (yeah, terror squad) 

i'd rather touch you, yeah (it's goin' down my niggas) 

(stunna, face, joe crack the don) 

'stead i'd rather bust at you 

you motherfuckers must be crazy 

i been doin' this shit since the eighties 

run up in yo crib, snatch ya baby baby-baby 

it's the kid still holdin' the crown 

now that they give it i'm holdin' a pound 

and i'm lookin' for some bustas who be actin' like them niggas do dirt 

come to find out they ain't put in no work 

an now my feelings is hurt 

cause they decided that they wanted to murk 

but i'ma chase 'em to the end of the earth 

cause i'm a motherfuckin' rider 

you can see the pain in my face 

got no problem exchangin' the hate 

they got me fightin' a case 

and if i blow will i face a fifteen 

and i'll probably do it all in the pen 

but yo i'm livin' with it 

death before dishonor for my niggas that ride 

a thousand deaths if ya sellin' ya pride ha ha ha 

death before dishonor for my niggas that ride 

a thousand deaths if ya sellin' ya pride 

you motherfuckers need to know that 

i'd rather touch you, yeah 

'stead i'd rather bust at you 

i'd rather touch you, yeah 

'stead i'd rather bust at you 

hey joe 

we gon' ball like dogs but keep it gangsta nigga 

i'm a guerilla on the streets but it's time for the fun time 

out of line, i bust with my tech nine 

choose ya loose, i give ya the blues 

ol' pussy ass nigga with his pussy ass crews 

it's the murder man mack, i stash in the lac 

i bought my bricks from these dro back stacks 

it's the birdman baby come and holla at me later 

duck ass niggas, we deal with 'em later 

first you, go to the mall and you ball like a dog 

and we drop the car, then holla at ya boy 

tell them pussy ass niggas, break bread with the boy 

joe, they breakin' bread with the boy 

tell big pun nigga, stunna ride for the boy 

win or lose i ride for my boy 

it's the b-m gangsta, the d-boy click 

we mash on bustas and we flip these bricks nigga 

i'd rather touch you, yeah 

'stead i'd rather bust at you 

i'd rather touch you, yeah 

'stead i'd rather bust at you 

niggas tell me money talk 

but bullshit is walkin' out on four feet 

that's why i'm ridin' on ya whole street 

i'll be a nigga till it's said and done 

i'm from a section where ya fight till ya die cause ya never run 

i keep my forty cal cocked cause these niggas on my block bang 

right up the street from where the cops hang 

and in my head i hear pac sang 

and then them rushin' memories make me cry till i can't stop man 

tell my mama i'm a killer if i happen to die 

that's how i lived, ain't no sense in me lyin' 

my whole life's filled with danger 

never been a stranger to homicide 

my neighborhood's full of gangstas and drive-bys 

and niggas fightin' for position 

the demon has risen from out of prison 

now i'm losin' my religion 

that's how i'm feeling when i'm fuckin' with you 

cause i don't fuck with you, now i'm bustin' at you 

so fuck you dude 

i'd rather touch you, yeah (terror squad, facemob uh) 

'stead i'd rather bust at you (cash money millionaires uh come on) 

i'd rather touch you, yeah (my tech, my mack) 

'stead i'd rather bust at you (lick my uzi straight like that) 

i'd rather touch you, yeah (my tech, my mack) 

'stead i'd rather bust at you (lick my uzi straight like that) 

dedicated to my homeboy pac 

love daddy 

facemob in the house 

fat joe and it don't stop 

come on 

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