- Bun B Bun 歌詞
- Bun B
- C-c-come n do it,
BunC-c-come n do it,
BunC-c-come n do it,
BunC-c-come n do it,
Bun(Bun) Back on the blocks, nigga(Bun)
Servin em rocks, nigga(Bun)
Strapped wit them glocks and you know(Bun)
Keepin em cocked, nigga(Bun)
Aint they bout the bullshit cuz(Bun)
Nobodys issue so if(Bun)
Bustin that pistol so you know(Bun)
They find to miss you, see cuz(Bun)
Straight out the hood, nigga(Bun)
Fresh out the cuts(Bun)
Straight outta
P.A.T. so(Bun)
Holdin these nuts, you know dat(Bun)
Paintin a real picture(Bun)
They wit that speakin cuz(Bun)
So get to poppin off and(Bun)
Gon leave you leakin if its(Bun)
You know its certified(Bun)
Aint they with them games cuz(Bun)
We whoopin ass then(Bun)
We takin names you see(Bun)
Jump on a
Benz, is it?(Bun)
Jump on a
Lac shit(Bun)
Jump on what you wanna(Bun)
Cuz we countin stacks rollin(Bun)
Man, you gon see ya paper(Bun)
About his cash cuz(Bun)
Gon get his grind on it(Bun)
Hes bound to mash, nigga(Bun)
Is this hard as it goes?(Bun)
Is this Trill as it gets ?(Bun)
Aint gotta ask you, nigga(Bun)
Know you feelin this shit(Bun)
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You can't fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that(Bun)
Im an O to the
G(Bun)From
U-G to the
K(Bun)The middle fingaz up(Bun)
I be reppin the
P.A.(Bun)A dirty
South nigga(Bun)
One of them,
Texas boyz(Bun)
We grippin grain and you see(Bun)
Drippin this
Texas toys(Bun)
He be drippin his paint(Bun)
He be poppin his trunk (Bun)
He be swangin his ladies(Bun)
He make boppers get crunk(Bun)
Gon get his lean on so(Bun)
Gon crack a seal and(Bun)
Be sittin sidewayz cuz(Bun)
Jump off the bill you see(Bun)
Rollin on 22s(Bun)
Got 24s too(Bun)
Ride when he want to cuz(Bun)
Do what he spose to and(Bun)
About his clique, nigga(Bun)
Aint bout a bitch cuz(Bun)
Known as the only way that(Bun)
We stayin rich, nigga(Bun)
Give a fuck bout a snitch(Bun)
Gon put two in his dome(Bun)
We aint bout sittin in jail(Bun)
We bout sittin at home(Bun)
Is this hard as it goes(Bun)
Is this Trill as it gets?(Bun)
Aint gotta ask you, nigga(Bun)
Know you feelin this shit( Bun)
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that(Bun)
We spittin raw, nigga(Bun)
We spittin fire, nigga(Bun)
We duckin the feds cuz(Bun)
Led life like wire, nigga(Bun)
Buddies are workin(Bun)
Aint gotta hide, nigga(Bun)
So speak from the heart cuz(Bun)
Its not a lie, nigga(Bun)
Rep for the
East side and(Bun)
Rep for the
West but(Bun)
Dont stand for foolishness cuz(Bun)
Put it to rest, nigga(Bun)
We got the medicine cuz(Bun)
Know that you sick and(Bun)
T.P.P. on the bitch cuz(Bun)
Know he the shit, nigga(Bun)
We get gangsta wit it(Bun)
They put them hands on you( Bun)
They put you on your back and(Bun)
Fuckin stand on you(Bun)
Theyll call the man on you(Bun)
Hes not a hater cuz(Bun)
Just like a
Big Tymer(Bun)
A heavy-weighter, nigga(Bun)
A big rim ridah(Bun)
A big body swanger(Bun)
A big slab glidah(Bun)
An 84 clanga(Bun)
Is this hard as it goes?(Bun)
Is this Trill as it gets?(Bun)
Aint gotta ask you, nigga(Bun )
Know you feelin this shit(Bun)
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
Bun B beKing of the unda-unda-undaground
You cant fuck wit that
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