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Pauleo the Underdog Legend - Bust That Lyrics



Pauleo the Underdog Legend - Bust That Lyrics




Surprise, I'm all up in yo s*** quick plus a nigga loaded bout to empty out the clip b****
I don't give a f*** about that shoe shoe as gay s***
You n***** talk tails and tell lies like a Slick b****
I already know you don't want no motherf**kin
Smoke b**** ya best bet is to miss me with that motherf**kin hoe Shit
Born and raised in the hood nigga bought this drout season we a get yo pussy-ass out this
No drug selling all we doing is robbing and jacking and snatching, hittin niggas with that automatic
Feel you got a problem we gon skull drag ya, worst case scenario bloodbath ya
B**** I'm bout my business don't play no games you tripping, see that's how them p***y
Ass niggas end up missin
When you see me you better handle up, my mind made up, I don't give a mother f**k

I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, And shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot
I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, And shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot

Ill bus a nigga ass under his house, nigga got smash like a trap smash a mouse
Hopping out of trees, like b***h play with me. Nigga dash fast like a f****** escapee
Caught up with him burnt em twice like some gasoline if I would've use the choppy
It would've been the guillotine
Gun smoke smell strong like some f****** kerosene
Nigga burnt bad like some mouthwash Listerine
Don't get this rap s*** twisted nigga I'm with it, at any given time yo casket could get fitted
I try to lay low be cool and keep flipping but it's always some funky pussy ass n***** tripping
Howlin bout this, stuntin bout that, boy you ain't no mack, b***h you a get jacked
I don't know what they f****** problem are they business
But I guarantee I got some s*** that's gon fix it

I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, and shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot
I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, And shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot
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Surprise, I'm all up in yo s*** quick plus a nigga loaded bout to empty out the clip b****
I don't give a f*** about that shoe shoe as gay s***
You n***** talk tails and tell lies like a Slick b****
I already know you don't want no motherf**kin
Smoke b**** ya best bet is to miss me with that motherf**kin hoe Shit
Born and raised in the hood nigga bought this drout season we a get yo pussy-ass out this
No drug selling all we doing is robbing and jacking and snatching, hittin niggas with that automatic
Feel you got a problem we gon skull drag ya, worst case scenario bloodbath ya
B**** I'm bout my business don't play no games you tripping, see that's how them p***y
Ass niggas end up missin
When you see me you better handle up, my mind made up, I don't give a mother f**k

I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, And shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot
I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, And shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot

Ill bus a nigga ass under his house, nigga got smash like a trap smash a mouse
Hopping out of trees, like b***h play with me. Nigga dash fast like a f****** escapee
Caught up with him burnt em twice like some gasoline if I would've use the choppy
It would've been the guillotine
Gun smoke smell strong like some f****** kerosene
Nigga burnt bad like some mouthwash Listerine
Don't get this rap s*** twisted nigga I'm with it, at any given time yo casket could get fitted
I try to lay low be cool and keep flipping but it's always some funky pussy ass n***** tripping
Howlin bout this, stuntin bout that, boy you ain't no mack, b***h you a get jacked
I don't know what they f****** problem are they business
But I guarantee I got some s*** that's gon fix it

I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, and shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot
I got this glock in my hand, with 32 shots, how bout I bus that n**** and f*** over ya block
How bout I bus that, And shut down ya shop, how bout I bus that, and make the scene hot
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Writer: Paul LeBen
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Performed By: Pauleo the Underdog Legend
Length: 2:51
Written by: Paul LeBen
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