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Description
Released on: 2016-03-07
Lyrics and translation
Original
What you thought it was over?
-Nah, it's the remix. Yo, Gat.
-You're now listening to some bad motherfuckers.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
This shit is -hot. -They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust. They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble. They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
One thing I'll never understand is how could a man be afraid of another man who bleed the same as you and I can.
It's just with me, you'll see more niggas dead in Hell, hell.
Grandmas, uncles, aunties, cousins, brothers, mothers, and they all busting for trouble.
Junkies going off straight yam like dog, ready to cut you with a machete, fuck you.
And any other nigga who sneak dissing, get your people missing.
Don't want no one to be scared, just be prepared. The situation gon' get you down till you do as I say.
And I said bad, scream my name, pussy still fucking trade.
And it's a shame, 'cause you thought it was just my youngins at you.
Surprised to see trouble was dropping too. Bust.
Kill a nigga by any means.
Nigga try to run, conduct a beam.
CMG, nigga, that's the team. Bust. Any nigga go against the king.
Bust. Kill a nigga by any means. Bust.
Nigga try to run, conduct a beam. Bust.
CMG, nigga, that's the team. Gunpowder, shells jump out, hit the ground.
Pussy ass rapper keep talking and man down. Duct tape, what up, trouble?
One hundred. Nigga rap about it, but none of these niggas done it. The hood or from it.
And if I catch a murder one, I'm running. If you snitching, I'm coming.
What's a nigga with some money without a team? Pussy ass nigga, not a real nigga gene.
Cut and clean, every time I step out on the scene.
Yellow tape, niggas shoulda never crossed the king. Murder rate rising, it's the highest you ever seen.
Funeral, preacher saying, "This shit's not a dream. " And all I'm doing is busting.
All busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
They all busting for trouble, trouble. They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than -them. Bust.
-Look, that ain't nothing to me, shit, I get it done. Try to run, pumps in your back like Bobby Johnson's son.
Okay, these niggas talking murder.
I'm the type to slap your mama with the fucking burner. Yeah, be the bitch you call me, I turn up.
I'm from the grove, we get stripes if we burn you.
I earn you, that mean DOA. When them folks pull up, you gon' say, "Falk don't play. "
Bust.
On that grove, man, they busting.
Upperdale, Rex Road, man, they busting. I'm from Blanco, nigga, Swoll I got the
Staco, nigga. You ain't 'bout no money, you talking out your A-hole, nigga.
Bust.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre. OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre. OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
I bet they all busting for this asshole.
When it come to Houston, I'm the king of the street. If the bottle of nigga's cash is low, I'll put you in a box.
If you don't get low, fuck with me, that's where your ass'll go.
Tec-9s and K's and MAC-9 in the back of the trunk, ready to crash your door.
Yeah, bitch, I might rap, wrap your ass up. Bitch, I'm for real, bitch, ass up.
Duct tape your face, tape your ass up. Put you in the trunk, bang your ass up.
I don't do the talking, bitch, I'm an all-hit. Hood Navy Seal, bitch, you can't harm me.
Look for me, bitch, I'm in the back of the tank on Swank. I bet a motherfucker won't bar me.
Shit, I be damned they stopping this. H-Town for H-Town, I'm hood with it.
For them niggas like to trap or try to bang. Real talk, you can tell them I'm good with it.
Bring your ass to the bottom of the city. I bet you ain't gon' make it up out it.
Every nigga that I know represent the same shit I do.
Doing they best, get they ass the fuck out it. Bust. All busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
English translation
What you thought it was over?
-Nah, it's the remix. Yo, Gat.
-You're now listening to some bad motherfuckers.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
This shit is -hot. -They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust. They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble. They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
One thing I'll never understand is how could a man be afraid of another man who bleed the same as you and I can.
It's just with me, you'll see more niggas dead in Hell, hell.
Grandmas, uncles, aunties, cousins, brothers, mothers, and they all busting for trouble.
Junkies going off straight yam like dog, ready to cut you with a machete, fuck you.
And any other nigga who sneak dissing, get your people missing.
Don't want no one to be scared, just be prepared. The situation gon' get you down till you do as I say.
And I said bad, scream my name, pussy still fucking trade.
And it's a shame, 'cause you thought it was just my youngins at you.
Surprised to see trouble was dropping too. Bust.
Kill a nigga by any means.
Nigga try to run, conduct a beam.
CMG, nigga, that's the team. Bust. Any nigga go against the king.
Bust. Kill a nigga by any means. Bust.
Nigga try to run, conduct a beam. Bust.
CMG, nigga, that's the team. Gunpowder, shells jump out, hit the ground.
Pussy ass rapper keep talking and man down. Duct tape, what up, trouble?
One hundred. Nigga rap about it, but none of these niggas done it. The hood or from it.
And if I catch a murder one, I'm running. If you snitching, I'm coming.
What's a nigga with some money without a team? Pussy ass nigga, not a real nigga gene.
Cut and clean, every time I step out on the scene.
Yellow tape, niggas shoulda never crossed the king. Murder rate rising, it's the highest you ever seen.
Funeral, preacher saying, "This shit's not a dream. " And all I'm doing is busting.
All busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
They all busting for trouble, trouble. They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than -them. Bust.
-Look, that ain't nothing to me, shit, I get it done. Try to run, pumps in your back like Bobby Johnson's son.
Okay, these niggas talking murder.
I'm the type to slap your mama with the fucking burner. Yeah, be the bitch you call me, I turn up.
I'm from the grove, we get stripes if we burn you.
I earn you, that mean DOA. When them folks pull up, you gon' say, "Falk don't play. "
Bust.
On that grove, man, they busting.
Upperdale, Rex Road, man, they busting. I'm from Blanco, nigga, Swoll I got the
Staco, nigga. You ain't 'bout no money, you talking out your A-hole, nigga.
Bust.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre. OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre.
They all busting for Dre. OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
I bet they all busting for this asshole.
When it come to Houston, I'm the king of the street. If the bottle of nigga's cash is low, I'll put you in a box.
If you don't get low, fuck with me, that's where your ass'll go.
Tec-9s and K's and MAC-9 in the back of the trunk, ready to crash your door.
Yeah, bitch, I might rap, wrap your ass up. Bitch, I'm for real, bitch, ass up.
Duct tape your face, tape your ass up. Put you in the trunk, bang your ass up.
I don't do the talking, bitch, I'm an all-hit. Hood Navy Seal, bitch, you can't harm me.
Look for me, bitch, I'm in the back of the tank on Swank. I bet a motherfucker won't bar me.
Shit, I be damned they stopping this. H-Town for H-Town, I'm hood with it.
For them niggas like to trap or try to bang. Real talk, you can tell them I'm good with it.
Bring your ass to the bottom of the city. I bet you ain't gon' make it up out it.
Every nigga that I know represent the same shit I do.
Doing they best, get they ass the fuck out it. Bust. All busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
They all busting for trouble, trouble.
OGs, young niggas, niggas younger than them. Bust.