Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch you know I'm bussin
It ain't no discussion
I see a Opp and get to dumpin
We gon pull up on em
Apply pressure
You ain't ready
This shit can get deadly
He gon wish he never met me
Wish a nigga test me
I wish a nigga would
Put on that on the hood
On the set
I be smokin good
Got it out the mud
Imma vet
Run that money up
Imma make it come
Just like sex
Finger f*ck a gun
Bitch you better run
Better Jet
Get up outta here
Chain like a chandler
Ball like a cavelier
Smokin dope I'm outta this Atmosphere
Outta space shit
In the matrix
Bussin off this yang bitch
I can't take it
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Aay Lil bro blick him down hit him from the teeth up
I'm up in that water shorty yeah I'm core reefed up
Too much knowledge in it yeah Some niggas think I'm geeked up
Too much power ooh ghost Mixed with tommy or something
Ride around niggas staring think I'm a hoe or something
40 caliber hit his head buss that Watermelon
Now a nigga setting trend that Should have told em something
This shit here is too legit Mc Hammer my brother
Matter fact let's get it kid you Want smoke then I want it
M.A.O. We with the shit murder All my opponents
Punch a real nigga in his shit
Gangsta grillz Dj drama
Young thug that's Jeffery shidd
Hustlin Pontiac 2000
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch you know I'm bussin
It ain't no discussion
I see a Opp and get to dumpin
We gon pull up on em
Apply pressure
You ain't ready
This shit can get deadly
He gon wish he never met me
Wish a nigga test me
EL Reon - Bussin' (feat. Konkrete Fatman) Lyrics
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Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch you know I'm bussin
It ain't no discussion
I see a Opp and get to dumpin
We gon pull up on em
Apply pressure
You ain't ready
This shit can get deadly
He gon wish he never met me
Wish a nigga test me
I wish a nigga would
Put on that on the hood
On the set
I be smokin good
Got it out the mud
Imma vet
Run that money up
Imma make it come
Just like sex
Finger f*ck a gun
Bitch you better run
Better Jet
Get up outta here
Chain like a chandler
Ball like a cavelier
Smokin dope I'm outta this Atmosphere
Outta space shit
In the matrix
Bussin off this yang bitch
I can't take it
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Aay Lil bro blick him down hit him from the teeth up
I'm up in that water shorty yeah I'm core reefed up
Too much knowledge in it yeah Some niggas think I'm geeked up
Too much power ooh ghost Mixed with tommy or something
Ride around niggas staring think I'm a hoe or something
40 caliber hit his head buss that Watermelon
Now a nigga setting trend that Should have told em something
This shit here is too legit Mc Hammer my brother
Matter fact let's get it kid you Want smoke then I want it
M.A.O. We with the shit murder All my opponents
Punch a real nigga in his shit
Gangsta grillz Dj drama
Young thug that's Jeffery shidd
Hustlin Pontiac 2000
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch you know I'm bussin
It ain't no discussion
I see a Opp and get to dumpin
We gon pull up on em
Apply pressure
You ain't ready
This shit can get deadly
He gon wish he never met me
Wish a nigga test me
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch you know I'm bussin
It ain't no discussion
I see a Opp and get to dumpin
We gon pull up on em
Apply pressure
You ain't ready
This shit can get deadly
He gon wish he never met me
Wish a nigga test me
I wish a nigga would
Put on that on the hood
On the set
I be smokin good
Got it out the mud
Imma vet
Run that money up
Imma make it come
Just like sex
Finger f*ck a gun
Bitch you better run
Better Jet
Get up outta here
Chain like a chandler
Ball like a cavelier
Smokin dope I'm outta this Atmosphere
Outta space shit
In the matrix
Bussin off this yang bitch
I can't take it
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Aay Lil bro blick him down hit him from the teeth up
I'm up in that water shorty yeah I'm core reefed up
Too much knowledge in it yeah Some niggas think I'm geeked up
Too much power ooh ghost Mixed with tommy or something
Ride around niggas staring think I'm a hoe or something
40 caliber hit his head buss that Watermelon
Now a nigga setting trend that Should have told em something
This shit here is too legit Mc Hammer my brother
Matter fact let's get it kid you Want smoke then I want it
M.A.O. We with the shit murder All my opponents
Punch a real nigga in his shit
Gangsta grillz Dj drama
Young thug that's Jeffery shidd
Hustlin Pontiac 2000
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch I'm bussin
Bitch I'm rollin
Bitch I'm geeked up
Bitch we out here
We totin we gon heat sum
You ain't out here you be cappin We gon sweep sum
Out in traffic wit automatics can You keep up
Bitch you know I'm bussin
It ain't no discussion
I see a Opp and get to dumpin
We gon pull up on em
Apply pressure
You ain't ready
This shit can get deadly
He gon wish he never met me
Wish a nigga test me
Writer: Darion Smith, Marquis Wright
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