Dru Down talking)*



Yeah!

This DD pimp playa OG Dru Down drawin down on bustas like yoself!

You ain't got no mo crew sucka.

You'se a punk nigga.



Chorus 2x *(Dru Down)*



Mista Busta.

Mista Busta.

since you retired from this rap shit you think it's over?

Didn't want to retaliate but ya made me!

Now I'm goin crazy!



[Dru Down]

Ok now pumpkin heads

is what I give you when you run up against that cap-a-lot

still killa

double, theeese nuts is bigga!

Picture if I

done you like that

talkin behind yo damn back

you dirty, dirty

rat-tat-tat

I'm puttin 'em in ya like I wanna

you'se a gonna

and after that I'm at yo woman's house and I'ma bone her

Sonya?

Is that, that bitch name?

It doesn't matter she likes them faulty flossy niggas anyways

what a way

to go out

and show out

in front of some niggas that got yo ass spooked

like one of my hoes ain't known before

you fake ass nigga

I'm sayin real pimpin here thou

I see through you like glass

won't you kiss my narrow ass

matter fact

Where the mutha fuckin mack in you black?

Never see you on the track

plus I hear you still smokin crack

betta stay where you at

cuz it the Town you fucked

lollipop sucka!

Mista, busta!



*(Chorus)* 2x



[Dru Down]

You showed no love

so of course mutha fucka ain't no love nigga

even though you outta the game I'm bringin it to you mayne

I hope you feel the

Pain!

Never cross tracks wit railroad tracks

something I can cross back

I, discovered

that you was a

inpredictable

egotistical

someone who thought his ass was unforgetable

soft like imperial

pancake butta mutha fucka

still small time shittin punks

should put you wit your tapes in the trunk

at Puemont High

was sellin tapes for 5

sold two was coo

hit a couple of corners on the dime

"Krush groovin

Body movin"

shoulda left me alone, but now it's on

next I'm to the dome

Blow!

Watch me use his punk title

"Cocktail" his whole studio

make sho there's no survivors

I'ma

stay real

change for no one

Oakland is my city

and Oakland is where my loved ones get some nigga.



*(Chorus)* 2x



[Dru Down]

This fo retaliation on the monkey tryin to talk about me

an folks on that tape and escape, too late

high blood pressure Dru Down

about to draw on that curved dome

need to be

put infront of the whole Oakland fire squad

let 'em start lettin loose

I bet then I'll hear your ass screamin truce

bad news

got lil kids and old folks talkin bout,

"Hey Dru!

You mean to tell me you ain't down wit TOO $HORT now?"

Never been

that's why I keeps breezy in the wind

lookin for infiltraitors

now these other bustas wanna know bout us PARAPHANALIA MOBBSTAS

Oakland imposter

born no, raised a lil baby

that's like you catch it

think it

get rid of the fuckin scavis

shady

shoulda boot ya from the get-go

especially at the Summer Jam when you ain't throw a damn blow

non-shot calla

Oops!

???

Don't be the only one laughin

ain't no damn hits, fa real?

But I'ma fix that like yo grill.



*(Chorus)* 2x



[Dru Down]

Mista Busta.



Nigga ain't got away wit nothin!

Bitch made mutha fucka.

Haha!

Fake ass nigga