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Quick 2 Buss(Album Version (Explicit))

Track byKane & Abel

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  • 2001.01.01
  • 4:17
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[Verse 1] We Most Wanted, strictly seasoned the premises Twenties this nemesis sent first to finish shit Been in this state of mind, since I was bout 8 or 9 Baby you can do it, take ya time With pity mind you'll find ya future lookin' dim Red ants don't put in the work, we puttin' in I'm swishin' that trey eight to ya face, play with my cape I'm a half a day late and all ya people gotta vacate Or face the fury of a two nigga jury That's gon' handle ya hard and bury ya in a hurry Do you wanna see, ya must trust Cause you can't apologize enough to make ya sorry as ya gonna be Me, East Coast born but Down South raised A wild nigga that they just can't phase alright And I'ma go off all night Like a dope fiend, baby I'm crazy and all hype Ya made it a dog fight And fightin' a pit bull I lock on a nigga by the throat till I get full I wish a bitch would come at me crooked I slapped the pistol out the hand of this gun happy rookie [Hook] I'm quick to buss, speak a lil' louder, nigga what Shit like that can get cha' touched No mask on, it was us, we murderers [Verse 2] I'm bustin' the dope with my flashlight, it's gon' be alright Say ya gotta problem with me, we settle this beef tonight See this knife in my hand, no it's not for show And this playin where I'm stayin' gots to go You gots to know I ain't a ho And I'm down to prove it Even if I have to put cha' in the ground to do it Come around me stupid I'm quick to get cho' fuckin' mind right When I'm firin' ain't no time for no hind sight Fuck a, fuck a, fuck a pussy bitch in this mother They beg when they suffer but tell that to the fish in the gutter Nigga, my mind is focused and my patience short I'll bust the locest nigga with chu' as I'm takin' his heart I'm facing the thought, it's hard to put ya finger on me But I'm ready for war so you can bring it on me See me only with my twin, walkin' with a suitcase Two head, four eyes, killin' niggas, tossin' dimes, two face [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Oh you's a dead man walkin' talkin' that shit to me What I hit chu' with gon' do more than split cha' teeth We disagree, then fuck, ya dig, it let's part ways Cause money has strange ways, I'm splittin' abruptly We don't take no off playas 24-7 mashin' niggas what's happenin' I'm fixin' to go back and blast em' Takin' my action, in my own fuckin' hands Fuck playin with these children, I'm a grown fuckin' man Understand, we holdin' our weight around snakes Two small ass niggas with two big as plates It takes more than an army to stop me Cause I be bustin' busters gone till they knock the brains off me Stop these niggas, they do it cause they bitches And I do them with the quickness and they ain't witness Vicious, a slangin' every day rider that's on chrome And I don't compromise what mighty gone, our money on [Hook x2] [Kane & Abel ad-libs to fade]

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