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(Busta Rhymes) Yea I'm back to drive you crazy with that hottest shit in the streets No if's, and's, or maybe's Errbody gather around from here to little Haiti Cuz it's Busta..(Luda)..and (Young Weezy Baby) With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be gettin' ugly Weezy tell 'em what you rep..(I represent Young Money) Yea I know you got me homie..(Busta, Bust I got you) Real Talk (I'm goin' in) Get 'em killaaa (Lil Wayne) I'm about to blast off call it rocket science Daddy fat stacks check my pocket science And if ya wanna try it, c'mon and try it You don't want beef, I'll put you on a diet I'm comin' through ya house with them choppas firin' And all adults die, leave the toddlers cryin' I've been a soldier, never met private ryan Hey welcome to the jungle, and I'm the lion I'm dippin' in my coupe, with the top behind me I'm not the president, but I see cops behind me Well f**k 'em, f**k 'em, f**k 'em, and they can not stop me So I will be drivin' like Ricky Bobby It's my prerogative like Whitney's Bobby I'm skatin' on blades like Sidney Crosby (That's hockey) Sharper than a ginsu shawty You not Beyonce, but I can get you body (Chorus) Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin' bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) (I got 'em..Ludaa) (Ludacris) I throw it up like a cap and tassel I got my rap diploma I throw it up like the gangs in Southern California I Got them burners on ya, have you lookin' at a Russian Ruger Have you lookin' like a human torch Then have you lookin' like Freddy Krueger So don't be sleepin' on me, this aint a f**kin' dream I pass the rock to these jays like I'm on they f**kin' team But I aint slangin' dope, I slang Luda-vision Hip-Hop's God in these jeans, now that's true religion You couldn't fill my shoes, You couldn't fill my jockey My niggas fight over ice like we been playin' hockey I hope you get the goal, I hope you get the point I'm on a roll with this paper, I hope you get the joint I hope you fire it up, I hope it burn slow I welcome chicks to my nest, I let these birds know And eagles fly alone, so I'm about to take flight And throw it up like ya girl's dress on prom night (Chorus) Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin' bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) (Busta Rhymes) When I spit, niggas be askin' "Who dat" It be the god And I know you niggas really wanna know how the hell I "Do dat" And the way that I come through And kill every single thing when I rhyme Nevermind, niggas can't compete when I spit a little beat same time (Bring the beat back) My fans will leave ya f**kin' ass leakin' For sayin' you nicer than me, hypothetically speakin' Cool and Dre bring the f**kin' beat back for no reason (Rewind It) Niggas know my rap and know me for always beastin', Ok When they see me they stutta, niggas know where I'm from Scoon nu nu nu ba ba be, like the speakin' in tongues I single handedly move like a thousand niggas kick on Trample niggas like a heard of hippo's (Nigga) When I get hot I pop like oil, that's when they call me crisco (Bitch) That's when I seek revenge like the Count of Monte Cristo Crack niggas like Nabisco, swallow a fifth for 'Sisco A gangsta cat markin territory wherever the piss go Now that I'm pissy drunk, why the hell you wanna thug and holla I'll change that and have you consider studyin' Kabbalah (Shit) They nicknamed me Kamala (Hey), kinda like the Ugandan giant Flatten niggas with my foot, who wanna try it (Chorus) Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin' bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) When the game was gettin' weak, and everybody started winin' And when the streets needed us, we came with perfect timin' Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) |
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