street shit And keep y'all niggaz open, yeah All my niggaz, all my bitches Whatcha'all gon' do now (Hah) Every time we come with that street shit (Yeah
we come with that street shit {Busta Rhymes} Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz Aiyyo the shit
come with that street shit {Busta Rhymes} Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz Aiyyo the shit
come with that street shit [Busta Rhymes] Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz Aiyyo the shit
: [Talking] B.G. I don't play Shit real nigga This cut throat gotta play it raw Verse:1 Lil' Turk Gettin' killed aint no thang in the N.O. Some people
I I got the twelth gauge on pump Busted heads clips thrown my way Bustin' heads to let you know I don' t play I'm out to have things I spit rhymes to
gold van Its a free lance performer Yayo be a pro Cause the flows been hot since G.I. Joe Yo my rhymes'll have you nodding like war in the streets So
any rhyme sales Question is, will you f**k-niggaz ride for real, huh? Bitch nigga this is G rated Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi
it dog I was passed down the street fame Like glocks clocked and keep aim Was raised up with a clock box And I ran with the local street gang They
is g rated Plus your homeboy won't make your street game fool daisy I'm elevated to the top of this shit Now fuck around and put me and Tupac on this
bust a trey-trey, buggin an' shit They call it overthuggin and shit But I was just a younger nigga; gettin older and lovin this shit But what was
over I bust a move as smooth as casanova And count another quick meal I'm getting paid for my traid but its still real And if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme
me tell these mother fuckers something) You know what I'm saying they can't touch it (I cross my heart and hope the streets will listen) (41st Side mother
: (feat. Busta Rymes, Rampage) [Busta Rhymes (Alicia Keys)] (Chew it up, Chew it up, Chew it up) Busta Bus' down somethin Crucial Keys in the spot Flipmode
Aight! [Busta Rhymes:] Hi sire! It's Busta Rhymes the ruler as well! Guess what! Guess what! Beenie! [Beenie Man (Busta Rhymes):] Beenie Man and Busta Rhymes
re lovin just us Army see, full of harmony, and nigga 'In Thugs We Trust' So nigga I bust, so back up off me Givin' no mercy, shit is critical Killin'
