Trouble - Bussin' lyrics

OG's, young n***as, n***as younger than them [Hook] Bussin! They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble OG's, young n***as, n***as younger than them Bussin! They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble OG's, young n***as, n***as younger than them Bussin! [Verse 1] Think it's a game, don't advise you put my name on wax Gooniez shoot off them same lips that put my name on a track While I just sit back and sing them lullabies (Rockabye baby) Another p**y die On the pill I got from Fat Mack strategizing for my empire I'm a a**hole by nature just like Trae Tha Truth it's spitting fire And I'm not a lie Want to put me under the test Then grab the .357 the murder weapon just to let you n***as know I ain't flexin' No shell casings to pick up so I ain't worried about you catching me Was taught don't talk about sh** so I ain't worried about a snitch Now I can do like my big homies used to do Just for the rush with automatics it's a house move don't forget to blast [Hook] Bussin! They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble OG's, young n***as, n***as younger than them Bussin! They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble OG's, young n***as, n***as younger than them Bussin! [Verse 2] Salute to my fam who shoot every time Trouble Trouble tell 'em to Salute to my n***as who shoot just to say I did it 'Cuz I f**s with you Real battlefield Wayne Perry type of beef You the type to tuck your chain I'm tryna make a name (Watch this x3) Watch this, watch this, watch this Some emotions going to be hit (They gon' be hit) Watch this, watch this, watch this Get at me you gonna get spinned Big dog Trouble no mercy that's the code Only mob members and mercs will do anything (I know x3) I touch down and cause hell out of that jail cell December 17th 2011 with some k**ers reppin' And all my dogs ain't no peons, we all bosses It's just their precision to make your families hate them losses [Hook] Bussin! They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble OG's, young n***as, n***as younger than them Bussin! They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble They all bussin for Trouble Trouble OG's, young n***as, n***as younger than them Bussin!