Ain't No Busta's This Way - Dazzie Dee

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

How many rhymes times

Tell me will it take

To break them knees of fake MCs

N***a please pump your mother f**king breaks and take

A T-O 'cause see-yo s**ts got to G-yo uh

That's all I can stands I can't stands no mo'

Like Popeye so stop by if you want to throw

Yo you knew the game

It's a shame you couldn't make it

Too much pressure couldn't

Take it so you had to fake the funk

Now punks like you need to re-up in the trunk

Your battleship just got sunk yeah

Because your style switch mo' than a gay man

Don't play man so hey man

What you gotta say and

I don't think that you hear me clearly

'Cause frankly

You should take a seat and then thank me

For the favor I gave ya

Your s**t got's no flavor

You can ask my next door neighbor

'Cause we hate a fake a*s perpetrator

Do ya with a gleeness

Straight up I mean this

S**t is gettin' hectic

Rappers steady drop it

Needin' more elbow room

Trynna get their props in uh

It's getting crowded

Now you askin' how did

Get that way well see

We allowed it

They new to the game but far from true to the game

It's a trip just to see what n***as do for fame

Sellin' out rollin' out they limousine

Wavin' at a show in their own hood

Straight goin' hollywood

Frontin' on your true homies

Now you got new homies

Hangin' with ya behind your back they out to get ya

But you don't know no better

And you don't flow no better

Then the last and pretty soon you'll be a has-been

Stuck s**t out of luck

I still say uh

No bustas this way

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

Let them know 'cause they guess

They never knew about a true

One rhyme times two westside crew

And it's impossible 'cause I almost got a rifle

Anything else for Crips westside cliques uh

I get sharp G 'cause the hood keeps me lovely

When it comes to the writin'

I got love for the other side

And the other side too

Just stay true

It's the mad-ass

Bad-ass

Hoo-ride that's right

Westside best side

And my homie K-Dee

Baby I got s**t locked up

If I'm Dazzie

They hate gettin' mocked up uh

Shout goes out to the O thirds and O sevens

My boy Cube from the one-eleven

Uh and it's okay for me to say killa all day

Ain't no bustas this way

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

And I'm comin' with the bomb

N***a calm down we gonna clown 'em when we get 'em

This n***a's gonna split 'em

Just like the crack on your

A*s as I blast with the Dazzie

D in the mix G from a hundred-and-six

Two nigs from the westside say it loud

Stand proud no bustas allowed

In my crowd so step your b***h a*s off

'Cause a b***h a*s is soft you might get tossed

From the black bro with a natural or an Afro

You can laugh ho but this n***a will have no bustas

Marks hoes punks

Fags b***hes tricks dicks in my clique

Comin' with the real I kill punk a*s devils by the mil'

Young with the gun and they do run-run from the AK

No bustas this way yeah

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

When I get my gang no body better not come this way

No bustas and no tricks no body better not come this way

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