E.D.I. Mean - Bustaz lyrics

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E.D.I. Mean - Bustaz lyrics

[Intro - EDI (talking)] G you wanna hit this? My n***a G Outlawz...Mob Life [Bridge - EDI] Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Can you handle the weight? Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Let me see that [EDI] Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Ride or die n***a, can you handle the weight My n***as everywhere, trying to come up quick And we full of hard times, ready to f** up sh** From the block to the booth, slanging rocks are the truth n***a you got to do, what the f** you got to do For my peoples thats gone, and my peoples thats still with us To them hustlers that love us, tell them bustaz to ill with us Cause we the last of the realest The truest n***as left, Operating Under Thug Laws do it to d**h It's a lot more than rapping up in the videos A lot of hatred with drama thats how it really goes So you wanna be a rap star n***a You got to do more than just act hard n***a Cause pressure bust pipes, and pussies pee on theyself Cause they unable to keep it real with theyself [Chorus (x2): EDI] Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Ride or die n***a, can you handle the weight? Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Ride or die n***a, can you handle the weight? [Cablez] Ain't got no time for no bustaz, I only f** with real n***as (Outlawz!) Like Outlawz motherf**er, you gonna recognize the Neen I shall never ever surrender, to these b**h made n***as Cause snitches they get you got, and these b**hes love to plot I'm like these Young Blood n***as, screamin' "we dont give a f**" I shake'em off like its nothing, you know the haters be fronting Tell your mans Cablez on another level you can't handle me And E-D up on it, you f**ing bustaz dont want it I put it down motherf**er, anywhere that I'm at I'm not +Sigel+ but I can make the f**ing +mack+ react I'm not +Busta+ either but I can make the nines just +clap+ I'm nowhere near +Snoop+, but you can get +pimp slapped+ Ain't got no patience for haters, ain't got no time for fakes n***as think they want +drama+, but you not +Kay Slay+ [Chorus (x2): EDI] Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Ride or die n***a, can you handle the weight? Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Ride or die n***a, can you handle the weight? [Cablez] I got that Mike Petty style, n***as know how I get down Go ahead and violate me n***a, you can get f**ed up I'm in these streets cousin, I see a lot n***as fronting When its time to get it on, you see a lot of n***as hiding Only real n***as going to be around when the smoke clear n***as not ready for the kid this year I got a hustle game sicker than Vince Carter Nah ma I'm not a baller but I can go to the whole harder n***a, I thought I told you that I'm ready for whatever I got big shells, that'll rip through your leather Decapitate your a** they can't put you back together [Chorus (x2): EDI] Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Ride or die n***a, can you handle the weight? Ain't no room for bustaz, ain't no room for fakes Ride or die n***a, can you handle the weight? [Outro 1 - Cablez (talking)] Yeah f** all you bustaz, n***as hating on mine Mob Life doing big things n***a Outlawz, my n***a E-D what up hold me down n***a Neen click that's what's up [Outro 2 - EDI (talking)] Outlawz...til the day I die Outlawz...til the day I die Outlawz.. Outlawz set...til the day I die

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