
mr. busta - sparky loc lyrics
(intro)
“n*gga, this grape, where you from, cuz?”
“hey blood, a*ay blood. i’m from foru*i’m from forum drive, blood
for*forum drive all day, blood. i*i*i’m not scared, you scared.”
(chorus)
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
f*r*o*g 187
i’m with some n*ggas crack a frogs back with mac 11’s
fonky drive cracked out, weak, and wacker than ever
the homies want me to bury ya, shifty pass me the shovel
and skatta pass me a beat, these n*ggas ain’t on my levеl
these n*ggas hate on thе avenue cuz we so much better
roll through fronky drive shooting, letting the lead off
and catch ragman lacking, cut his f*ckin head off
(chorus)
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
grape avenue balla
shot caller
clean whip, eazy e with the 64 impala
b*tch we gettin to that cheese
b*tch we gettin to them dollars
sparky loc got the bars that make the bad b*tches holler
smokin on yo dead homies
smoking all dead frogs
you dont really wanna f*ck with big sparky doggy dog
grape avenue ballas we rough rugged and raw
if you wearing green b*tch, we’ll leave your brains on a wall
(chorus)
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
mr. busta busta
the hood don’t love ya
beefin with the ave
you dumb motherf*cka
scared to shoot, the sh*t proves you a sucka
frog ass n*gga ya hood is full of cluckas
(outro)
sparky loc, n*gga
f*ck fonky drive and they dead homies
grape avenue ballas, the true blue team
get down or lay down, ya’ dig?
mr. busta, where the f*ck you at?
mr. busta, where the f*ck you at?
mr. busta, where the f*ck you at?
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