Представляем точный текст композиции "Bustaclip" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil Flip . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Bustaclip» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil Flip передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil Flip - "Bustaclip"
Lyrics to Bustaclip : [Lil Flip:] Yeaahhh Yeaahhh Yeaahhh Lets take it back to the streets niggaaaaaaa East coast West coast Midwest To the dirty dirtttyyyy Its Flip Gates The #1 fly boy Im strapped nigga Lets get it poppin [Verse 1:] I got a brand new Mac I hope this bitch dont jam I had to bulletproof the Lam, I learned that from Cam You want a thang got em yams go straight to Money Gram Im from the hood, so you know Im down wit any money scam Black glocks, white glocks spit like sheet rock You know a drank on me, this concert gon stop A lot of cops at the scene tryin to shut shit down You was a nobody, but now you famous now I be out in Chi-town wit some real OGs Matter of fact one of them had dinner wit me You gotta play by the rules when you on these streets You lil niggas tryin to mimic what you see on beef You betta [Hook:] Bustaclip [repeatedly w/ Lil Flip ad libs] I cant deny it, Im a straight rider You dont wanna beef wit meee [Verse 2:] I know some Long Beach Crips (fo reeeall') I know some Englewood Bloods (bloods) And you can ask ''' fans I got Cali love (love) I got a strap waitin for me everytime I land Just to send you a message, Ill clap your man Now he under white sheets like the Klu Klux Klan You lil boys shouldnt beef wit a grown ass man I got stripes in the hood, I put in work fo real And mentioning me, will get you put in dirt fo real How much that gramma yay, bitch you carry weigh Cause Im on this Alize and I carry cake I came back to the streets I had to let yall know And by the way my new deal worth 8.4 So Imma [Hook:] Im strapped nigga Im strapped nigga Im strapped nigga, what about you' [Verse 3:] This for my Nap-town niggas all my G-town killas The ones wit the blow and them 18 wheelers Cross the state lines wit it on them waist line cocked Cross lope and you know its goin doowwnnn (like Yung Joc) 40 cal, 50 cal, what you workin wit nigga' Im in a Maserati what you swervin in nigga' And when Im out in Cleveland, Im fuckin wit X Its been bout 5 years he still holdin my tech I be in the gun range like everyday You betta pray no drama ever come my way Im in the studio now wit a gun on my hip And Im tired talkin bout the beef wit me and You betta [Hook] [Lil Flip: Talkin] This some shit for the street baby We bust a clip everyday You know what it is I do what I wanna do nigga When I feel like it nigga Track And Productions on the muthafuckin track Full Effeck is the muthafuckin future Cross them niggas, I shoot you nigga Any nigga, who got a gun and a chain nigga And that dough, thats a true d-boy Cant be a dope boy without a gun and a chain Make sure you got them extra clips nigga But on the real nigga, dont hate on a nigga when you see me pull up on that Maserati Im done wit the muthafuckin Maybach Fuck that shit nigga, Im on some drop top flashy "Flash Gordon" type shit Biatch, BUSTACLIP! [ Bustaclip Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Lil Flip. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Bustaclip» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Bustaclip» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.