Bustaclip Lyrics - Lil' Flip

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(Let's take it back to the streets, nigga) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(East coast) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(West coast) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(Midwest) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(To the dirty, dirty) 

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Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(It's Flip Gates) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

(The number one fly boy) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(I'm strapped, nigga) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(Let's get it poppin') 

I got a brand new Mac, I hope this bitch don't jam 

I had to bulletproof the Lam, I learned that from Cam 

You want a thang, got 'em yams go straight to MoneyGram 

I'm from the hood so you know I'm down wit' any money scam 

Black glocks, white glocks spit like sheet rock 

You know a drank on me, this concert gon' stop 

A lot of cops at the scene tryin' to shut shit down 

You was a nobody but now you famous now 

Photos 

I be out in chi-town wit' some real OG's 

Matter of fact one of them had dinner wit' me 

You gotta play by the rules when you on these streets 

You lil' niggas tryin' to mimic what you seein' on beef, you better 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(What my gangster said) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(What my gangster said, let's do it) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(You don't wanna beef wit' me) 

I know some Long Beach Crips, I know some Englewood Bloods 

And you can ask Billy fans, I got Cali love 

I got a strap waitin' for me everytime I land 

And just to send you a message, I'll clap your man 

Now he under white sheets like the Klu Klux Klan 

You lil' boys shouldn't beef wit' a grown ass man 

I got stripes in the hood, I put in work fo' real 

And mentioning me will get you put in dirt fo' real 

On that gramma, yeah, bitch, you carry weight 

'Cause I'm on this Alize and I carry cake 

I came back to the streets, I had to let y'all know 

And by the way my new deal worth 8.4 so I'mma 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(What my gangster said) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(What my gangster said, let's go) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(I'm strapped nigga, I'm strapped nigga) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

(I'm strapped nigga, what about you?) 

This for my Nap-town niggas, all my G-town killas 

The ones wit' the blow and them 18 wheelers 

Cross the state lines wit' it on them waist line cocked 

Cross lope and you know it's goin' down 

40 cal, 50 cal, what you workin' wit', nigga? 

I'm in a Maserati, what you swervin' in, nigga? 

And when I'm out in Cleveland, I'm fuckin' wit' X 

It's been 'bout 5 years, he still holdin' my tech 

I be in the gun range like everyday 

You better pray no drama ever come my way 

I'm in the studio now wit' a gun on my hip 

And I'm tired of talkin' 'bout the beef wit' me and you betta 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(What my gangster said) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(This some shit for the streets, baby) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(We bust a clip everyday) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(You know what it is) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(I do what I wanna do, nigga) 

When I feel like it, nigga 

A track and production's on the muthafuckin' track 

Full effect is the muthafuckin' future, nigga 

Cross them, niggas, I shoot you, nigga 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(And any nigga) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(Who got a gun and a chain, nigga) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(And that dough, that's a true D-boy) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(Can't be a dope boy without a gun and a chain) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(Make sure you got them extra clips, nigga) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(But on the real nigga) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(Don't hate on a nigga when you see me pull up on that Maserati) 

Bustaclip, bustaclip 

(I'm done wit' the muthafuckin' Maybach) 

Fuck that shit, nigga 

I'm on some drop top flashy 

'Flash Gordon' type shit 

Biatch, bustaclip