Fam-Lay Git Busy Lyrics

[Pharrell] OWW!! Getting!!

[Chorus - Fam-Lay]
When the car roll up and windows roll down
And you see the sawed off, n____ better hit the ground
We getting busy!! You better haul a__ dawg!
You better haul a__! You better haul a__ dawg!
You better haul a__! (OWW!! getting!!.. OWW!!)

[Verse - Fam-Lay]
I'm blasting, n____ laying in the street cause
Talked s___, so I hit 'em wit the heat
Runts moving, keys like oz's
Like a cliental, errbody know me
Running! running from the 5-0
Drug life, and it's all about survival
Hustla, known worldwide dawg
I'm in the game and I'm bout to drive by y'all
Gambler, 4 - 5 - 6ing it
10 grand in the bank and I'm sticking it
b____es, got 'em by the dozens
From their mammy, to their sisters to their couzins
Star Trak, is the crew that I run with
n____ don't get murdered over dumb s___
f___ you! it's how I'm caring if
n____ try to start beef and we burn it

[Chorus]

[Verse - Fam-Lay]
Hey look I'm sick of n____z saying what they gon do when they see me
Soon as they see they don't do s___
The n____ Fam-Lay too slick
I got a handful of guns and a few clips stupid
You keep sending death threats, uh! and I ain't seen death yet
n____ I can't help that I ain't been murdered in my life, look
Look I been stopped giving a f___ about living
Ever since I got beat up by them f__got a__ cops
But now I just stand on my block and drink liquor
Wit my n____z and my b____es and we keep them gats c___ed
Uh! won't hesistate to blast you n____z
Spray your corner, bodies falls in the Ac my n____
Uh! I'm pulling out the dagger n____
Cause when I finish wit these shells I'm a stab a n____

[Chorus]

[Bridge - Pharrell Williams] (Fam-Lay)
Let me tell ya boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Fam-Lay!)
I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Norfolk!)
I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Huntersville!)
I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin but let me tell ya
Boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (with the Clipse!)
I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Coldchain!)
I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Star Trak!)
I'm boss ballin, I'm boss ballin

[Verse - Fam-Lay]
n____ f___ all that punchline s___, that young rhyme s___
That s___ that might blow only one time s___
Cause when I rhyme b____, my rhymes fit
The mind of a gangsta is all time, b____!
Kill who you riding wit
I got some n____z from Virginia riding wit me
And them n____z trying to buy this s___
So f___ who you party wit!
Cause we get high as the Karate Kid, now let's go!
Pop junk, I pop trunks; Got a 10 shot glock pump
That'll stop trucks, ya c___sucker!
Shoot a lead trying to get a rep
I shoot the lead at his head now his man tryin to get 'em help
Fam don't play wit chirin [children]
Act stupid, act dumb, act foolish, act deaf like you ain't hear em
Bring it to the forefront, I got a lotta n____z that tote guns
Now let's do it!

[Chorus] (w/ bridge in background)

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