Bully Foot Lyrics - Singles - Tha Liks

Yeah yeah yeah yeah my name is, Bust-Down-Some'n 

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm 

And I am alongside, Alkaholiks-In-Some'n 

Mmhmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm 

Shit feel good nigga, what the fuck y'all want 

Mhmmm-mmm 

Let me feel on some bitches, with this bully foot rap 

Now, every time I give y'all shit that 

Blow up the spot, fuck what you got 

And bless and execute strategical plots 

That's to Extinction Level Event these wack niggaz offa this block 

Me and Tha Alkaholiks havin a drinkwatchin y'all niggaz get sick 

Holdin ya stomachs 'til you earl in the sink 

The type of dude I never put in my clicksbecause you funny 

And you be sittin down with your legs crossed like a bitch 

I be the foul mouth quick to toast y'all, so alled 

Niggaz who like to boast we let your bodies float along the coast y'all 

This very given moment, opponentniggaz like you 

Ain't allowed up in our circle cause we don'tone it 

We love to microphone it, perhaps 

What we gon' do instead is give y'all gutter beats and raw sewage 

And for the last thing that I'ma make clear 

That when we present watch your step when you be comin' here 

Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that 

Blow up the spot (fuck what you got, we got) 

Shit for the East and the South and the West coast 

We blazin hot (controllin the block, you better) 

Watch-yo'-head-while-we-bust-somethin 

To make ya duck (said get down nigga what) You know 

We-got-shit-that-make-y'all-wild-out 

To bounce in the truck (aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know) 

This world's tryin to make me crack, but it still ain't broke me 

I fall down and just rebound like Charles Oakley 

Hoes be like all he wanna do is poke me 

Bitch what you think I wanna do, the hokey pokey 

Her boyfriend Smokey said he was gonna smoke me 

Her daddy crazy loc he tried to beat me and choke me 

And she still want me, keep blowin up my Noki' 

Tryin to provoke me to fall for okey-dokey 

Don't quote me boy, cause I ain't said shit 

I'm just spittin liquid in the middle of the pit 

Turn it up a bit, burn it up and hit the bomb 

I'm iller than Sadaam takin Carrie's mom to the prom 

Cool and calm, Macken-Ro, Likwid don 

Bust rounds with Busta Rhymes, then I roll up, one 

You got ice I got ice, but who nice on these mics 

Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that 

Blow up the spot (fuck what you got, we got) 

Shit for the East and the South and the West coast 

We blazin hot (controllin the block, you better) 

Watch-yo'-head-while-we-bust-somethin 

To make ya duck (said get down nigga what) You know 

We-got-shit-that-make-y'all-wild-out 

To bounce in the truck (aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know) 

We out for justice so bust this it's Busta and the Alkies 

Niggaz wanna know the secret but they just can't get it out me 

So they talk that shit about me but to me that's never not 

They pop that shit across the room while I down another shot 

I smoke a hefty bag of doz and black out, and lose composure 

Close my eyes and throw a bottle (I'm fuckin up) this party over 

I still got that flare so just stare from over there 

Cause I'm so accurate with guns I put parts in niggaz hair 

So I declare war Tha Liks, we fierce competitors 

The feds be checkin fo' us writin letters to these editors like 

QuotTha Liks is veterans they straight from California 

We ain't even give a fuck when they sprayed that beer on us quotlike 

{RRRRAHHH RAARRRAOW} just like a Dungeon Dragon 

Taggin Tash up on the wall while my pants is saggin 

Draggin niggaz through the mud clear blood all through the club 

The quickest way to show some love is let a nigga hit your bud 

Every-time-we-give-y'all-shit-that 

Blow up the spot (fuck what you got, we got) 

Shit for the East and the South and the West coast 

We blazin hot (controllin the block, you better) 

Watch-yo'-head-while-we-bust-somethin 

To make ya duck (said get down nigga what) You know 

We-got-shit-that-make-y'all-wild-out 

To bounce in the truck (aiyyo, get with the funk, y'know)