Bust Ya Gunz

[Intro: Cam'ron]

[Verse 1: Cam'ron]

[Chorus: Lil' Flip]

Bust ya pistols in the air two times, nigga

If you livin' what you rap in your rhymes, nigga

[Verse 2: Lil' Flip]

Everybody wanna be Pac until they really get shot

You claim you runnin' the block but I heard you runnin' wit cops homie

From Houston to Harlem

We used to the startem when rap cats run they mouth that's when we usually revolve 'em

Fuck a publicity stunt

I fuck you up for free

'Cause I got niggas in my hood that'll ride for me

My niggas ride for free

We ain't gotta pay for a murder, you want beef? (You want beef?)

Well you ain't gotta pay for a burger

Don't let us catch ya wit your ass 'cause I'm comin' wit calicos

We kickin' in your daddy door, when we beefin' that's how it go

Lay it down, get on the floor and put the coke in the bag

I got the scope and the Mag

Don't make cock this bitch back

We flip the crack on bigger stacks (Bigger stacks)

We push bigger 'Lacs, I put that on ery'thang

It's Lil' Flip and the Bryd Gang (Bryd Gang)

Don't be a bird brain (Bird brain)

Be a brain and buy a bird (Bird)

We ridin' spinners, muhfucker (Muhfucker)

I know you heard