U Don’t Wanna B.D.S. lyrics

[Intro: Freddie Foxxx]
Ha, check it out!
It's Bumpy Knuckles, baby!
Also known as Freddie Foxxx – that's right!
And I came to check my n*ggas De La Soul
See, y'all n*ggas don't really wanna Bust Dat sh*t, huh?
You know what I'm sayin'?
So I'ma show you n*ggas The Super-laser-gamma-ultra-killer-n*gga Special
You n*ggas ain't no killers
You motherf*ckers ain't gon' hurt nobody, n*gga
You better keep rhymin', n*gga
'Fore I smack the sh*t out of you, you little f*ckin' sissy
You n*ggas ain't real! That's right
It's De La Soul, baby!
And Bumpy motherf*ckin' Knuckles, baby
Ha – come on!

[Verse 1: Maseo]
Check my stats, entire–apparat'
Even from the days when I had to roll strapped
Wonderin' if I got to go back to that
Just to rub records and rap and kick facts
To tracks and stack?
One ho got K'ed
Yeah, some got paid, some waved in a fave
Fact of the matter, my style will never fade
Managin' to keep it all A-grade
So you can stay nourished and flourish with the truth
Ain't no lie, mad men are no mas from n*ggas I know
If I need a mayday
For some f*ckin n*ggas tryin' to play me crazy
Causin' interruptions to my big payday
Playin' with them guns make me f*ckin' leary
But if it's clearly, merely and surely and how it's gotta be
I got some thorough n*ggas that's ridin' with me!
So quit your bullsh*t, I'm not buyin' it, B
Don't come around thinkin' you can try it with me
'Cause, uh –
[Chorus: Maseo]
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t (Uh-uh)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t (No, no)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t (Ah-ah)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t! (No, no!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!! (Ah-ah!!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!!! (No, no!!!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!!!! (Ah-ah!!!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!!!!

[Verse 2: Maseo]
Shick-shick, click-a-clack
This is where my people headin' at
Innocent people are carryin' gats – now what the f*ck is all that?!?
Is it 'cause times live like a wire?
Gettin' shock-treated by the crossfire
Ha-siyahh – burn bare, well prepared
To make my decision for my livin'
I ain't the one robbin', I'm the one giving
Hip-hop driven and willing to die for it
When Scott LaRock died, man, I cried and sh*t
Then some cats got rich callin' a woman a b*tch
But ain't no woman like the one I got
And if you call her a b*tch, well, you might get– {*shot*}
And I know the feelings is mutual
It's uncivilized and unsuitable
Crips and Bloods are recruitable
[Chorus: Maseo]
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t (Uh-uh)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t (No, no)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t (Ah-ah)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t! (No, no!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!! (Ah-ah!!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!!! (No, no!!!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!!!! (Ah-ah!!!)
You don't wanna bust dat sh*t!!!!

[Outro Rant: Freddie Foxxx]
Haha! Yeah, you get the motherf*ckin' point – huh?!?
You n*ggas get the motherf*ckin' point, huh?!!
That's right, so while you n*ggas is sittin' up in Central Booking, cryin' like b*tches, huh?
I'm in the motherf*ckin' holdin' block, waitin' for your sweet pus*y punk ass
And I'ma whoop the sh*t out of you for gettin' on a f*ckin' record, actin' like you a f*ckin' killer
I'ma show you n*ggas what a motherf*ckin' killer's all about – huh?!!
You n*ggas ain't no motherf*cking gangsters
You don't wanna bust that motherf*ckin' sh*t, punk!
I'll punch your whole chest cavity out, faggot!!
You ain't no real n*gga, n*gga!
I'll smack the sh*t out of you!
'Cause you ain't a f*ckin' live n*gga!
You sittin' in Central Booking, cryin' like a b*tch, waitin' for your father to come bail you out
And Freddie Foxxx don't play that sh*t, n*gga!
That's right! Bumpy Knuckles, motherf*cker
And if you don't know – now you motherf*ckin' know!
Aiyyo, De La – check it out, it's your motherf*ckin' man!
And if anyone of them n*ggas get sidewinded with you, n*gga, let me know And I will send them n*ggas hot ones like I'm a motherf*ckin' Mexican
Feel me on that one, huh?!
'Cause them n*ggas know me, n*gga!
Believe me, n*gga, they know me!
The motherf*ckin' troublemaker – that's right!
And De La Soul is rollin' with Bump' Knux, n*gga, so – what?!?!!
Tell me – what?!?
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