Bust Ya Speakers
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
You got them tens, you got them twelves
Got them fifteens knocking shit up off the shelf
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
Nigga come beating down the block, beating down the block
Beating down the block, beating down the block
Disturbing the peace, coming down the boulevard
All on ya street, got them saying oh lord
Call the police, wait, hold up, it stopped
Next thing you know you hear the bassline drop
Four twelves, all of them JL's
You can hear them bitches sail, while you check yo mail
While you in the shower
Every fucking second it' s just like its getting louder
Because it's getting louder
You can hear me foe you see me thats for motherfucking show
You can see the cookie smoke coming out the window
Started to turn it down but my conscious said no
Threw in some Young Dolph and let them motherfuckers go
Breaktime for ya motherfucking speakers
Better check ya alternator cause I know it's getting weaker
Now if everything is good and you ready to disrupt
Light ya motherfucking blunt and turn this motherfucker up
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
You got them tens, you got them twelves
Got them fifteens knocking shit up off the shelf
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
Nigga come beating down the block, beating down the block
Beating down the block, beating down the block
What you got up in yo shit, you got that MTX
You think yo shit the best, its better than the rest
You got that Alpine, you got that Kenwood
Got that Rockford Falsgate, man that shit ain't no good
Nah I'm playin, my nigga all that shit bang
Nigga gone do yo thang, let that shit sang
Pull up on the block playin Cinda Fella Dane to Dane
Or that Ross or that Dolph, while you smoking on that Jane
Kickers in the Escalade, I know that shit sang
Pioneers in the Challenger, I bet they can't hang
Skars in the Ferrar absolutely insane
All these foreign cars and my Rolex plane jane
Whatever you got, you got to give them hell
My niggas with fifteens gone make them bitches swell
My niggas with one speaker, caught that bitch on sale
Gone and turn it up, if it bust oh well
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
You got them tens, you got them twelves
Got them fifteens knocking shit up off the shelf
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
Nigga come beating down the block, beating down the block
Beating down the block, beating down the block
You got them tens, you got them twelves
Got them fifteens knocking shit up off the shelf
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
Nigga come beating down the block, beating down the block
Beating down the block, beating down the block
Disturbing the peace, coming down the boulevard
All on ya street, got them saying oh lord
Call the police, wait, hold up, it stopped
Next thing you know you hear the bassline drop
Four twelves, all of them JL's
You can hear them bitches sail, while you check yo mail
While you in the shower
Every fucking second it' s just like its getting louder
Because it's getting louder
You can hear me foe you see me thats for motherfucking show
You can see the cookie smoke coming out the window
Started to turn it down but my conscious said no
Threw in some Young Dolph and let them motherfuckers go
Breaktime for ya motherfucking speakers
Better check ya alternator cause I know it's getting weaker
Now if everything is good and you ready to disrupt
Light ya motherfucking blunt and turn this motherfucker up
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
You got them tens, you got them twelves
Got them fifteens knocking shit up off the shelf
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
Nigga come beating down the block, beating down the block
Beating down the block, beating down the block
What you got up in yo shit, you got that MTX
You think yo shit the best, its better than the rest
You got that Alpine, you got that Kenwood
Got that Rockford Falsgate, man that shit ain't no good
Nah I'm playin, my nigga all that shit bang
Nigga gone do yo thang, let that shit sang
Pull up on the block playin Cinda Fella Dane to Dane
Or that Ross or that Dolph, while you smoking on that Jane
Kickers in the Escalade, I know that shit sang
Pioneers in the Challenger, I bet they can't hang
Skars in the Ferrar absolutely insane
All these foreign cars and my Rolex plane jane
Whatever you got, you got to give them hell
My niggas with fifteens gone make them bitches swell
My niggas with one speaker, caught that bitch on sale
Gone and turn it up, if it bust oh well
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
You got them tens, you got them twelves
Got them fifteens knocking shit up off the shelf
Bust your speakers nigga, what the fuck you got
Nigga come beating down the block, beating down the block
Beating down the block, beating down the block
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Writer(s): Melvin Woods
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