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mokokocu2 · 25-05-2008, 03:15

Busta Rhymes - A Trip Out Of Town

Gönderen : leem

{Busta Rhymes}
yo, it all began like, bust it
My nigga City bout to bounce on a trip
We met some niggas with alot of things they want em to flip
I told my nigga get the dough and keep the blau on your hip
Travel safe, you know that I'ma hold it down on the strip
Good lookin, word to mother son I give you my wit
But when I get back, I'ma bounce straight to your crib
On the strength, son slid until you to the Greyhound
Wit a burner in the knapsack, headed straight outta town
Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip
Doin hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips
With little magnets on the side of the clips we planted like a project
When police come we stick the clips in any metal object
Throwin a nigga on the walls and try to search me down
I laugh knowin that my stash'll never be found
Well anyway, on the third day, son came straight to the strip
Wit a new floss and shiny shoes on the whip
My nigga hit me with the latest, greatest
He told me get inside the whip so I can know just what the up to date is
He said he fuckin wit some Guyanese niggas how ill them niggas is
What kind of dough they get, and how they handle they biz
How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American
And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans
And how they stay wit four pounders
And speak American to try to blend in
Like they aint obvious out of towners
Okay, I've never heard of workers gettin five G's pay
For trips that last for only 2-3 day
How these Guyanese niggas be eatin pasta but they love zucchini
Rockin valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em
Rockin baseball fitters with wild animal skins on 'em
How they rock silks and tailor made pants
And get a matching bally shoe for the silk to step in the dance
Washrags hangin from every one of our back pockets
From every fine wine to champagne them niggas'll straight cop it
And set up shops in them neighborhoods that was residential
Rock laced whips while the workers'll floss the latest rentals
How they fuck with arrogant bitches who act pussy
And love to hustle wit niggas and stash coke up in they pussy
After all of that I wanted ones
The way my nigga was talkin so next trip I went to bounce with son
So now we out of town with Guyanese cats
Up in they gates bubbling packages and layin wit gats
Shit was slow until the main fiend was offed
Just like a thief in the night
And spread the word that we was back with the white

{Intermission}
"Ayo why don't you tell that *****head to close the fuckin door
and shut the fuck up"
"Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like..."
"Break the fuckin breakdown in the working city... yo go get the plates
and the gym star"
"Yo light that up, lemme hit that, gimme a light, yeah man cut that"
"Fuck this shit"

{Busta Rhymes}
Yeah, see how we blowin pa
The lookout niggas holdin fort like they was watchtowers
Buggin on how we went through, a half a brick every couple of hours
So on and so on, shit is good and we eatin
First nigga to short a package will catch the most brutal beatin
The whole town, see we now own it
Carryin on and blemishing all in the hearts of the best moments
We stackin cheddar now and shit is all clear
And we was growin as workin niggas wit aspiring ideas
We love to floss and the feeling of pushing chrome shit
But in the grand scheme these niggas'll love to have they own shit
Now these niggas was really ready to swell up
We decided to separate from them niggas and make our shit develop
Off in to the wilderness of the wicked Husid
We set up shops and watched the games begin
So now we ballin like a motherfucker, money was sick
Gas on the cheddar and these bitches ridin the dick
Fuckin everything from the local McDonald's bitches with the biggest ass
To attorney bitches that'll beat a charge fast
We used to takin niggas' custies and leave they set up on tilt
And watch 'em angrily scheme on the shit that we built
Aint it funny how shit transpire in fact
Not too long after our ride we took the winner's stash, house was at
Some niggas tried to run a jook with things in they palm
Not a problem so immediately reach for the john
Right away the gun BUST! straight lifted a nigga
How we moved his organs with kickback, shifted a nigga
Wild shots fire, everybody scatter like rats
Leavin nothing but gunpowder and a trail of smoke in these gats
Now we got this faggot nigga blood on our hands
But fuck it, determined to fulfill the best of these plans
Shit was hot but we was nowhere near ready to fall
My son said he shot, but he wasn't bleeding at all
Word, I started buggin when my nigga said he feel cold
Then I looked up on the right side of his shirt and found a little hole
So as we continue to radically blaze the fifth
Flame the iron, not giving a fuck, y'all niggas wanna rip?
Well we deaded three out of the four niggas who tried to jook
One nigga slid and think he got off the hook
Now let me find out one out of them three niggas we bodied
Was one of them Guyanese niggas who buy drinks up for the party
He was the nigga to flood the table with champagnes
Stupid motherfucker tried to front, we had to leak his brain
Suddenly my nigga fell to the floor
And said his legs feel like them shits aint got no feelins no more
More the actin up the more the shit I felt in my gut
The shit was all over as soon as the director said CUT!

That's a wrap, good actin motherfuckers, good actin
That's the shit I'm talkin about
Y'all ready to watch the playback?
Fuck around, that shit'll be a box office smash motherfuckers
{applause}
{THE END}

mokokocu2 · 25-05-2008, 03:16

Busta Rhymes - All Night

Gönderen : leem

Turn it up (ha ha ha)
Flimode (ha ha ha)
Busta Rhymes (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)
Another banging niggas (ha ha ha)

Chorus

All night
To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south,
we make ya wave your hands up high
Light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out
All night
To my niggas and my bitches get money
If ya running with me
Wave your hands up high
A yo I can't see y'all
You know we hang out in the streets y'all
All night

Yes yes y'all
I be the god up in the flesh y'all
Bless y'all
With nothing but the best y'all
Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess y'all
Bitches, you know the street shit caress y'all
Sex y'all
And put a bounce up in your breast y'all
Yes y'all we about to taste the success y'all
And quiz niggas like a fucking drug test y'all
And check y'all
And let the livest niggas step in
I keep the burner, what you think I'm turning mine in?
What the fuck,
Now all my live motherfuckers boggart or bring it straight to the front
And let me give y'all niggas just what you want
More fire for ya fresh off the press
Shit blazing to death
Bitches lust talking under they breath
Hope you niggas know to put on your vest
Or get a hole in your chest
Who in this motherfucker
Take you a guess

Chorus

Yeah-Yeah All my niggas
Yeah-yeah all my bitches
Yeah-yeah all my thugs
Yeah-yeah all my soldiers
Yeah-yeah all my honeys
Yeah-yeah all my playas
Yeah-yeah all my live niggas c'mon
Yeah-yeah
The grand finale y'all
Put it down and always repping for my family y'all
What, lets form a nation wide rally y'all
Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley y'all
Fuck it, now I know you know my rep nigga
And how it's hard to figure out my next step nigga
So step nigga, nigga sit your ass down
The way I mash down
Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down
Don't speak unless you're spoken to
Get broke in two
Flipmode we be the chosen few
Yeah nigga entrap y'all
I know some niggas that'll clap y'all
And strap y'all
Up to a post and back slap y'all
Put y'all in a mailbox and leave open the flap y'all
That's the hap's that make niggas take forever naps y'all
Strap y'all all up inside of your seatbelts
The beats felt like a fire watch the heat melt
Your patent leather stack cheddar nigga
Now or never
Better, whatever nigga feel this hot Beretta
Cause when we come you know we hit you with that shit for the head
With nough shit just like the Lox and the dread
Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread
With all the blood that we bled
See we was broke, now we flossing instead
The shit I drop will never leave you mislead
Might leave you tired of bed
Shit ain't over till' the party is dead

{Chorus: repeat 2X}

Yeah all my live bitches let me see you just
Wave your hands up high
And all my niggas running around getting pussy
All night

mokokocu2 · 25-05-2008, 03:16

Busta Rhymes - Anarchy

Gönderen : leem

Chorus
What this world is comin to, to, to
Can you see, see, see, see
What's in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you

{Verse 1}
Yo, right before I lay your soul to sleep
Witness the day of your wreckin and wit god on the street
Behold! What the fuck y'all niggas come around here for
We massacre the masses so therefore
Here's your, invitation to explore
The way we gather up niggas to thoroughly rep for
My street niggas, C'mon!
Stressed niggas, C'mon!
Hungry niggas, C'mon!
Yes, yes y'all, C'mon!
Hope my live motherfuckers pass the test y'all
Prepare for high retribution, and I hope God bless y'all (bless y'all)
Fuck shit up and watch the truth manifest y'all (fest y'all)
Feel it in your guts and the burnin in your chest y'all (chest y'all)
Pushin through just like a wild flood
With such a pain that's so intense it make y'all wanna cry blood
My slang talk earned a scholarship, from how to style a chick
Influnce rulership and earn another dollar quick (quick)
You need to do the philisophical research
Fuck around and be the next to die you better leave first
Yo, my whole crew extra large, stay charged
Like polytheism havin belief in many gods
I gotta handful of niggas wit a sick disease
Die close to destructive anti-social tendencies
Yo, turn up the treble just a level
Analyze the science deeper than when Musa symbolized the devil
Now let me ask y'all

Chorus
{you are now in the current state of Anarchy}

{Verse 2}
Ha, all hell break loose
Yo, we fight to the end and never call for a truce
Y'all niggas better pick and choose and select the battles wisely
Always with the same approach and never once surprised me
Ha, however how clever
Niggas is fighting for mad cheddar
Yo, cold like the wind blow in the winter
Make you remember the torture like the frostbite that bit off your finger
This Means War, I said it before
Adrenaline rush, heart beat rapid, sweat wet up the floor
Try to threat and wanna battle me nigga
I'ma show you the major differnce between a dream and reality nigga
Yo, then I continuously hype up a nation
Huddle wit my niggas plan for tomorrow go into isolation
And analyze how many niggas gon lose
Tryin to squeeze they foot up in a pair of great man shoes
And analyze how we was needed to live
Carry out my dooney give the most thanks and be appreciative
Pass this to all my seeds after me
Represent and fight to be that everything my seeds want me to be
The economy has been at it's best, to all my niggas hungry
Let's keep weavin and magical methods of makin money
So I'ma rep at my fullest, you can't spark me
And fight the hardest in the grim current state of Anarchy...

Chorus
AChorus
What this world is comin to, to, to
Can you see, see, see, see
What's in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you

{Verse 1}
Yo, right before I lay your soul to sleep
Witness the day of your wreckin and wit god on the street
Behold! What the fuck y'all niggas come around here for
We massacre the masses so therefore
Here's your, invitation to explore
The way we gather up niggas to thoroughly rep for
My street niggas, C'mon!
Stressed niggas, C'mon!
Hungry niggas, C'mon!
Yes, yes y'all, C'mon!
Hope my live motherfuckers pass the test y'all
Prepare for high retribution, and I hope God bless y'all (bless y'all)
Fuck shit up and watch the truth manifest y'all (fest y'all)
Feel it in your guts and the burnin in your chest y'all (chest y'all)
Pushin through just like a wild flood
With such a pain that's so intense it make y'all wanna cry blood
My slang talk earned a scholarship, from how to style a chick
Influnce rulership and earn another dollar quick (quick)
You need to do the philisophical research
Fuck around and be the next to die you better leave first
Yo, my whole crew extra large, stay charged
Like polytheism havin belief in many gods
I gotta handful of niggas wit a sick disease
Die close to destructive anti-social tendencies
Yo, turn up the treble just a level
Analyze the science deeper than when Musa symbolized the devil
Now let me ask y'all

Chorus
{you are now in the current state of Anarchy}

{Verse 2}
Ha, all hell break loose
Yo, we fight to the end and never call for a truce
Y'all niggas better pick and choose and select the battles wisely
Always with the same approach and never once surprised me
Ha, however how clever
Niggas is fighting for mad cheddar
Yo, cold like the wind blow in the winter
Make you remember the torture like the frostbite that bit off your finger
This Means War, I said it before
Adrenaline rush, heart beat rapid, sweat wet up the floor
Try to threat and wanna battle me nigga
I'ma show you the major differnce between a dream and reality nigga
Yo, then I continuously hype up a nation
Huddle wit my niggas plan for tomorrow go into isolation
And analyze how many niggas gon lose
Tryin to squeeze they foot up in a pair of great man shoes
And analyze how we was needed to live
Carry out my dooney give the most thanks and be appreciative
Pass this to all my seeds after me
Represent and fight to be that everything my seeds want me to be
The economy has been at it's best, to all my niggas hungry
Let's keep weavin and magical methods of makin money
So I'ma rep at my fullest, you can't spark me
And fight the hardest in the grim current state of Anarchy...

Chorus

mokokocu2 · 25-05-2008, 03:17

Busta Rhymes - As I Come Back

Gönderen : leem

Here we come yo, here we go (Its goin on now) - {3x}
Busta Rhymes nigga, here we go
Flipmode nigga, here we go
Neptunes nigga, here we go
Once again my niggas, here we go
Arrrrah!

{Verse 1}
Come on, guess whos back in town,
Bitches get on the dance floor and pull ya shit on doownnah!
From miles around,
I been fuckin bitches up and flip a brand new soundraah!
The most hot shit all around
So hot it make a bitch wanna give me a poundraah!
Huh, fall on the ground, (come on)
Roll up a backwood and stay steamin the brrownraah!
The way we comin to town,
See we controllin the fort now, nigga give me the crrownraah!
Talk that shit to me girl, arrah, wha you say, arrah!
Strip for me, I got the camcorder shorty make her flip for mearrah!
And how ya ass get split for mearrah!
See how we makin you black
And from the party and we keep the D.J bringin' it back
Im sayin

{Hook 2x}
Uh, uh, uh along with the track man
Uh pardon me, uh, as I come back
Uh, uh, uh along with the track man
Uh pardon me, uh, as I come back, nigga

{Verse 2}
What we gon do in two thousand two,
Eventhough we havin fun in two thousand oneraah!
Stay strapped, grippin my gun
Up in the truck, packed with bitches stackin my onerrah!
And while we wlyin' in fun,
All of my bitches show me ya ass and rep where you fromraah!
Come on, arrah, cuttin' it down
Such a way we make police come and shuttin it downrraah!
I hope you see how we takin it there
And while we at it motherfuckers throw ya hands in the airraah!
Valet parkin the car
While we up in the club buyin every drink in the barraah!
We givin you this shit, come on
We showin niggas how we always flip the script come onrraah!
Back off, get out of my face,
And everytime we come through nigga, give me my space
Im sayin

{Hook 2x}

{Verse 3}
For my dogs we be keepin it raw
But bitches be gasin a nigga, please give me some moreraah!
They way you be shakin ya shit to the floorrah!; Damn!...arrah!!
I'ma give it to you mami for sure
And if you couldn't take it what is you fuckin me forrah!
Ya niggas know how to act
And when we arrive niggas know we come to pushin shit back
Im sayin

{Hook 2x}

mokokocu2 · 25-05-2008, 03:17

Busta Rhymes - Baby If You Give It To Me

Gönderen : -aZuLa-

Busta Rhymes Talking
Yeah
Shorty I know what you need
I got everything you need
I promise I ain't gonna hold out either
I'ma give it all to you baby
It's on, bust it

[Chorus: 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[1] - Baby if you give it to me
I'll give it to you
I know what you want
You know I got it
Baby if you give it to me
I'll give it to you
As long as you want
You know i got it

[2] - Baby if you give it to me
I'll give it to you
I know what you want
You know I got it
Baby if you give it to me
I'll give it to you
As long as you want
You know i got it

[Verse 1: Spliff Star]
We been together for a few years
Shared a few tears
Called each other nicknames
Like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear
I'm always on the road
I'm hardly ever home
Always busy this busy that
Can't talk on the phone
I know you aggrevated
Walk around frustrated
Ya patience gettin' short
How long can you tolerate it
Listen ma I'm just motivated
I do this for us
Step on the grind tryin' to elevate it now

[Verse 2: Baby Sham]
Hey yo to really be honest
You stuck with me through my whole struggle
Can't express the words
How much the kid loves ya
I'ma stand as a man never above ya
I can tell that you different from most
Slightly approach you
And that ill shit about it
We gon' sex every day
But when we sex we tease
In a passionate way
I love the way you touch it
Those little elaborate ways
Got the guard feelin' released
To relax for the day
It's on you ma

[Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Shh, mami listen
I feel ya love for me baby
And how it move through you
I been longin' for the moment
To talk the truth to you
Listen, I'm never home
I always get up and go
Puttin' you through the unnecessary rigga-ma-ro
I never meant to put a thousand pounds
Of stress on ya head
I love the way we sleep
And always cuddle in bed
Baby, I stay embracin' ya patience
Sheddin' ya tears with me
I ask you my mami
Please continue to bear with me

[Verse 4: Rah Digga]
We started out broke
Constantly on a roll
Cuttin' up in the streets like we would never get old
Went from Lucy's and buses to fifty cent sodas
And Novas to Hondas to Lexus to Rovers
Mad years passed
Still got each other back
Word is bond never screw none of these industry cats
We like Scull and Mulder
Walkin' shoulder to shoulder
Milkin' this game watchin' our seeds gettin' older

[Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[Verse 5: Busta Rhymes]
Yes you know I'll die for you
And ya know I'll ride with you
I will always try with you
And give ya my love and cry with you

[Verser 6: Mariah Carey]
I will climb a mountain high
Until I was up to touch the sky
So baby come and get more close to me
This is where your love is supposed to be

[Verse 7 : Rampage]
I pull up to the house in a yellow Lamborghini
It's been a few months in PA you haven't seen me
Ya lookin' good in that Gucci bikini
38 carats ya ring lookin' freezy
No matter what I do in the world you never leave me
Fall back ma I'll make ya lifestyle easy
I appreciate the things ya do to please me
Lookin' at my daughter you'll never do me greasy

[Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey]

[Busta Rhymes speaking with Mariah ad-libs]
Flipmode Records, J Records
Def Jam Records
Busta Rhymes...Mariah
Flipmode Squad, yeah
So beautiful
Ah-ha I knew you was gon' give me that high note
Mariah
Ah-ha-ha yeah

25-05-2008, 03:15	#1 (permalink)
mokokocu2 EN Akıllı Üyelik Tarihi: 28-08-2007 Yer: WANTED Mesajlar: 5,157 Rep Gücü: 94 Rep Puanı: 2762	- Busta Rhymes - şarkıları Busta Rhymes - A Trip Out Of Town Gönderen : leem {Busta Rhymes} yo, it all began like, bust it My nigga City bout to bounce on a trip We met some niggas with alot of things they want em to flip I told my nigga get the dough and keep the blau on your hip Travel safe, you know that I'ma hold it down on the strip Good lookin, word to mother son I give you my wit But when I get back, I'ma bounce straight to your crib On the strength, son slid until you to the Greyhound Wit a burner in the knapsack, headed straight outta town Now, three days pass I'm still on the strip Doin hand to hand with twelve collapsible, stashable clips With little magnets on the side of the clips we planted like a project When police come we stick the clips in any metal object Throwin a nigga on the walls and try to search me down I laugh knowin that my stash'll never be found Well anyway, on the third day, son came straight to the strip Wit a new floss and shiny shoes on the whip My nigga hit me with the latest, greatest He told me get inside the whip so I can know just what the up to date is He said he fuckin wit some Guyanese niggas how ill them niggas is What kind of dough they get, and how they handle they biz How they connect with Jamaician niggas who speak American And how they chains swung a medallion iced out pelicans And how they stay wit four pounders And speak American to try to blend in Like they aint obvious out of towners Okay, I've never heard of workers gettin five G's pay For trips that last for only 2-3 day How these Guyanese niggas be eatin pasta but they love zucchini Rockin valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em Rockin baseball fitters with wild animal skins on 'em How they rock silks and tailor made pants And get a matching bally shoe for the silk to step in the dance Washrags hangin from every one of our back pockets From every fine wine to champagne them niggas'll straight cop it And set up shops in them neighborhoods that was residential Rock laced whips while the workers'll floss the latest rentals How they fuck with arrogant bitches who act pussy And love to hustle wit niggas and stash coke up in they pussy After all of that I wanted ones The way my nigga was talkin so next trip I went to bounce with son So now we out of town with Guyanese cats Up in they gates bubbling packages and layin wit gats Shit was slow until the main fiend was offed Just like a thief in the night And spread the word that we was back with the white {Intermission} "Ayo why don't you tell that ***head to close the fuckin door and shut the fuck up" "Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like..." "Break the fuckin breakdown in the working city... yo go get the plates and the gym star" "Yo light that up, lemme hit that, gimme a light, yeah man cut that" "Fuck this shit" {Busta Rhymes} Yeah, see how we blowin pa The lookout niggas holdin fort like they was watchtowers Buggin on how we went through, a half a brick every couple of hours So on and so on, shit is good and we eatin First nigga to short a package will catch the most brutal beatin The whole town, see we now own it Carryin on and blemishing all in the hearts of the best moments We stackin cheddar now and shit is all clear And we was growin as workin niggas wit aspiring ideas We love to floss and the feeling of pushing chrome shit But in the grand scheme these niggas'll love to have they own shit Now these niggas was really ready to swell up We decided to separate from them niggas and make our shit develop Off in to the wilderness of the wicked Husid We set up shops and watched the games begin So now we ballin like a motherfucker, money was sick Gas on the cheddar and these bitches ridin the dick Fuckin everything from the local McDonald's bitches with the biggest ass To attorney bitches that'll beat a charge fast We used to takin niggas' custies and leave they set up on tilt And watch 'em angrily scheme on the shit that we built Aint it funny how shit transpire in fact Not too long after our ride we took the winner's stash, house was at Some niggas tried to run a jook with things in they palm Not a problem so immediately reach for the john Right away the gun BUST! straight lifted a nigga How we moved his organs with kickback, shifted a nigga Wild shots fire, everybody scatter like rats Leavin nothing but gunpowder and a trail of smoke in these gats Now we got this faggot nigga blood on our hands But fuck it, determined to fulfill the best of these plans Shit was hot but we was nowhere near ready to fall My son said he shot, but he wasn't bleeding at all Word, I started buggin when my nigga said he feel cold Then I looked up on the right side of his shirt and found a little hole So as we continue to radically blaze the fifth Flame the iron, not giving a fuck, y'all niggas wanna rip? Well we deaded three out of the four niggas who tried to jook One nigga slid and think he got off the hook Now let me find out one out of them three niggas we bodied Was one of them Guyanese niggas who buy drinks up for the party He was the nigga to flood the table with champagnes Stupid motherfucker tried to front, we had to leak his brain Suddenly my nigga fell to the floor And said his legs feel like them shits aint got no feelins no more More the actin up the more the shit I felt in my gut The shit was all over as soon as the director said CUT! That's a wrap, good actin motherfuckers, good actin That's the shit I'm talkin about Y'all ready to watch the playback? Fuck around, that shit'll be a box office smash motherfuckers {applause} {THE END} __________________ Kendinize iyi bakın arkadaşlar ...**

25-05-2008, 03:16	#2 (permalink)
mokokocu2 EN Akıllı Üyelik Tarihi: 28-08-2007 Yer: WANTED Mesajlar: 5,157 Rep Gücü: 94 Rep Puanı: 2762	Cevap: - Busta Rhymes - şarkıları Busta Rhymes - All Night Gönderen : leem Turn it up (ha ha ha) Flimode (ha ha ha) Busta Rhymes (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Another banging niggas (ha ha ha) Chorus All night To my east niggas West Coast and dirty south, we make ya wave your hands up high Light L's and drink some liquor it make ya wild out All night To my niggas and my bitches get money If ya running with me Wave your hands up high A yo I can't see y'all You know we hang out in the streets y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all Finesse shit and leave the spot up in a mess y'all Bitches, you know the street shit caress y'all Sex y'all And put a bounce up in your breast y'all Yes y'all we about to taste the success y'all And quiz niggas like a fucking drug test y'all And check y'all And let the livest niggas step in I keep the burner, what you think I'm turning mine in? What the fuck, Now all my live motherfuckers boggart or bring it straight to the front And let me give y'all niggas just what you want More fire for ya fresh off the press Shit blazing to death Bitches lust talking under they breath Hope you niggas know to put on your vest Or get a hole in your chest Who in this motherfucker Take you a guess Chorus Yeah-Yeah All my niggas Yeah-yeah all my bitches Yeah-yeah all my thugs Yeah-yeah all my soldiers Yeah-yeah all my honeys Yeah-yeah all my playas Yeah-yeah all my live niggas c'mon Yeah-yeah The grand finale y'all Put it down and always repping for my family y'all What, lets form a nation wide rally y'all Of gutter niggas that will piss up in the alley y'all Fuck it, now I know you know my rep nigga And how it's hard to figure out my next step nigga So step nigga, nigga sit your ass down The way I mash down Will only leave a legacy for me to pass down Don't speak unless you're spoken to Get broke in two Flipmode we be the chosen few Yeah nigga entrap y'all I know some niggas that'll clap y'all And strap y'all Up to a post and back slap y'all Put y'all in a mailbox and leave open the flap y'all That's the hap's that make niggas take forever naps y'all Strap y'all all up inside of your seatbelts The beats felt like a fire watch the heat melt Your patent leather stack cheddar nigga Now or never Better, whatever nigga feel this hot Beretta Cause when we come you know we hit you with that shit for the head With nough shit just like the Lox and the dread Me and my niggas we be breaking this bread With all the blood that we bled See we was broke, now we flossing instead The shit I drop will never leave you mislead Might leave you tired of bed Shit ain't over till' the party is dead {Chorus: repeat 2X} Yeah all my live bitches let me see you just Wave your hands up high And all my niggas running around getting pussy All night __________________ Kendinize iyi bakın arkadaşlar ...

25-05-2008, 03:16	#3 (permalink)
mokokocu2 EN Akıllı Üyelik Tarihi: 28-08-2007 Yer: WANTED Mesajlar: 5,157 Rep Gücü: 94 Rep Puanı: 2762	Cevap: - Busta Rhymes - şarkıları Busta Rhymes - Anarchy Gönderen : leem Chorus What this world is comin to, to, to Can you see, see, see, see What's in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you {Verse 1} Yo, right before I lay your soul to sleep Witness the day of your wreckin and wit god on the street Behold! What the fuck y'all niggas come around here for We massacre the masses so therefore Here's your, invitation to explore The way we gather up niggas to thoroughly rep for My street niggas, C'mon! Stressed niggas, C'mon! Hungry niggas, C'mon! Yes, yes y'all, C'mon! Hope my live motherfuckers pass the test y'all Prepare for high retribution, and I hope God bless y'all (bless y'all) Fuck shit up and watch the truth manifest y'all (fest y'all) Feel it in your guts and the burnin in your chest y'all (chest y'all) Pushin through just like a wild flood With such a pain that's so intense it make y'all wanna cry blood My slang talk earned a scholarship, from how to style a chick Influnce rulership and earn another dollar quick (quick) You need to do the philisophical research Fuck around and be the next to die you better leave first Yo, my whole crew extra large, stay charged Like polytheism havin belief in many gods I gotta handful of niggas wit a sick disease Die close to destructive anti-social tendencies Yo, turn up the treble just a level Analyze the science deeper than when Musa symbolized the devil Now let me ask y'all Chorus {you are now in the current state of Anarchy} {Verse 2} Ha, all hell break loose Yo, we fight to the end and never call for a truce Y'all niggas better pick and choose and select the battles wisely Always with the same approach and never once surprised me Ha, however how clever Niggas is fighting for mad cheddar Yo, cold like the wind blow in the winter Make you remember the torture like the frostbite that bit off your finger This Means War, I said it before Adrenaline rush, heart beat rapid, sweat wet up the floor Try to threat and wanna battle me nigga I'ma show you the major differnce between a dream and reality nigga Yo, then I continuously hype up a nation Huddle wit my niggas plan for tomorrow go into isolation And analyze how many niggas gon lose Tryin to squeeze they foot up in a pair of great man shoes And analyze how we was needed to live Carry out my dooney give the most thanks and be appreciative Pass this to all my seeds after me Represent and fight to be that everything my seeds want me to be The economy has been at it's best, to all my niggas hungry Let's keep weavin and magical methods of makin money So I'ma rep at my fullest, you can't spark me And fight the hardest in the grim current state of Anarchy... Chorus AChorus What this world is comin to, to, to Can you see, see, see, see What's in store for you, for you, you, you, you, you, you, you {Verse 1} Yo, right before I lay your soul to sleep Witness the day of your wreckin and wit god on the street Behold! What the fuck y'all niggas come around here for We massacre the masses so therefore Here's your, invitation to explore The way we gather up niggas to thoroughly rep for My street niggas, C'mon! Stressed niggas, C'mon! Hungry niggas, C'mon! Yes, yes y'all, C'mon! Hope my live motherfuckers pass the test y'all Prepare for high retribution, and I hope God bless y'all (bless y'all) Fuck shit up and watch the truth manifest y'all (fest y'all) Feel it in your guts and the burnin in your chest y'all (chest y'all) Pushin through just like a wild flood With such a pain that's so intense it make y'all wanna cry blood My slang talk earned a scholarship, from how to style a chick Influnce rulership and earn another dollar quick (quick) You need to do the philisophical research Fuck around and be the next to die you better leave first Yo, my whole crew extra large, stay charged Like polytheism havin belief in many gods I gotta handful of niggas wit a sick disease Die close to destructive anti-social tendencies Yo, turn up the treble just a level Analyze the science deeper than when Musa symbolized the devil Now let me ask y'all Chorus {you are now in the current state of Anarchy} {Verse 2} Ha, all hell break loose Yo, we fight to the end and never call for a truce Y'all niggas better pick and choose and select the battles wisely Always with the same approach and never once surprised me Ha, however how clever Niggas is fighting for mad cheddar Yo, cold like the wind blow in the winter Make you remember the torture like the frostbite that bit off your finger This Means War, I said it before Adrenaline rush, heart beat rapid, sweat wet up the floor Try to threat and wanna battle me nigga I'ma show you the major differnce between a dream and reality nigga Yo, then I continuously hype up a nation Huddle wit my niggas plan for tomorrow go into isolation And analyze how many niggas gon lose Tryin to squeeze they foot up in a pair of great man shoes And analyze how we was needed to live Carry out my dooney give the most thanks and be appreciative Pass this to all my seeds after me Represent and fight to be that everything my seeds want me to be The economy has been at it's best, to all my niggas hungry Let's keep weavin and magical methods of makin money So I'ma rep at my fullest, you can't spark me And fight the hardest in the grim current state of Anarchy... Chorus __________________ Kendinize iyi bakın arkadaşlar ...

25-05-2008, 03:17	#4 (permalink)
mokokocu2 EN Akıllı Üyelik Tarihi: 28-08-2007 Yer: WANTED Mesajlar: 5,157 Rep Gücü: 94 Rep Puanı: 2762	Cevap: - Busta Rhymes - şarkıları Busta Rhymes - As I Come Back Gönderen : leem Here we come yo, here we go (Its goin on now) - {3x} Busta Rhymes nigga, here we go Flipmode nigga, here we go Neptunes nigga, here we go Once again my niggas, here we go Arrrrah! {Verse 1} Come on, guess whos back in town, Bitches get on the dance floor and pull ya shit on doownnah! From miles around, I been fuckin bitches up and flip a brand new soundraah! The most hot shit all around So hot it make a bitch wanna give me a poundraah! Huh, fall on the ground, (come on) Roll up a backwood and stay steamin the brrownraah! The way we comin to town, See we controllin the fort now, nigga give me the crrownraah! Talk that shit to me girl, arrah, wha you say, arrah! Strip for me, I got the camcorder shorty make her flip for mearrah! And how ya ass get split for mearrah! See how we makin you black And from the party and we keep the D.J bringin' it back Im sayin {Hook 2x} Uh, uh, uh along with the track man Uh pardon me, uh, as I come back Uh, uh, uh along with the track man Uh pardon me, uh, as I come back, nigga {Verse 2} What we gon do in two thousand two, Eventhough we havin fun in two thousand oneraah! Stay strapped, grippin my gun Up in the truck, packed with bitches stackin my onerrah! And while we wlyin' in fun, All of my bitches show me ya ass and rep where you fromraah! Come on, arrah, cuttin' it down Such a way we make police come and shuttin it downrraah! I hope you see how we takin it there And while we at it motherfuckers throw ya hands in the airraah! Valet parkin the car While we up in the club buyin every drink in the barraah! We givin you this shit, come on We showin niggas how we always flip the script come onrraah! Back off, get out of my face, And everytime we come through nigga, give me my space Im sayin {Hook 2x} {Verse 3} For my dogs we be keepin it raw But bitches be gasin a nigga, please give me some moreraah! They way you be shakin ya shit to the floorrah!; Damn!...arrah!! I'ma give it to you mami for sure And if you couldn't take it what is you fuckin me forrah! Ya niggas know how to act And when we arrive niggas know we come to pushin shit back Im sayin {Hook 2x} __________________ Kendinize iyi bakın arkadaşlar ...

25-05-2008, 03:17	#5 (permalink)
mokokocu2 EN Akıllı Üyelik Tarihi: 28-08-2007 Yer: WANTED Mesajlar: 5,157 Rep Gücü: 94 Rep Puanı: 2762	Cevap: - Busta Rhymes - şarkıları Busta Rhymes - Baby If You Give It To Me Gönderen : -aZuLa- Busta Rhymes Talking Yeah Shorty I know what you need I got everything you need I promise I ain't gonna hold out either I'ma give it all to you baby It's on, bust it [Chorus: 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey] [1] - Baby if you give it to me I'll give it to you I know what you want You know I got it Baby if you give it to me I'll give it to you As long as you want You know i got it [2] - Baby if you give it to me I'll give it to you I know what you want You know I got it Baby if you give it to me I'll give it to you As long as you want You know i got it [Verse 1: Spliff Star] We been together for a few years Shared a few tears Called each other nicknames Like Sugar Plum and Poo Bear I'm always on the road I'm hardly ever home Always busy this busy that Can't talk on the phone I know you aggrevated Walk around frustrated Ya patience gettin' short How long can you tolerate it Listen ma I'm just motivated I do this for us Step on the grind tryin' to elevate it now [Verse 2: Baby Sham] Hey yo to really be honest You stuck with me through my whole struggle Can't express the words How much the kid loves ya I'ma stand as a man never above ya I can tell that you different from most Slightly approach you And that ill shit about it We gon' sex every day But when we sex we tease In a passionate way I love the way you touch it Those little elaborate ways Got the guard feelin' released To relax for the day It's on you ma [Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey] [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Shh, mami listen I feel ya love for me baby And how it move through you I been longin' for the moment To talk the truth to you Listen, I'm never home I always get up and go Puttin' you through the unnecessary rigga-ma-ro I never meant to put a thousand pounds Of stress on ya head I love the way we sleep And always cuddle in bed Baby, I stay embracin' ya patience Sheddin' ya tears with me I ask you my mami Please continue to bear with me [Verse 4: Rah Digga] We started out broke Constantly on a roll Cuttin' up in the streets like we would never get old Went from Lucy's and buses to fifty cent sodas And Novas to Hondas to Lexus to Rovers Mad years passed Still got each other back Word is bond never screw none of these industry cats We like Scull and Mulder Walkin' shoulder to shoulder Milkin' this game watchin' our seeds gettin' older [Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey] [Verse 5: Busta Rhymes] Yes you know I'll die for you And ya know I'll ride with you I will always try with you And give ya my love and cry with you [Verser 6: Mariah Carey] I will climb a mountain high Until I was up to touch the sky So baby come and get more close to me This is where your love is supposed to be [Verse 7 : Rampage] I pull up to the house in a yellow Lamborghini It's been a few months in PA you haven't seen me Ya lookin' good in that Gucci bikini 38 carats ya ring lookin' freezy No matter what I do in the world you never leave me Fall back ma I'll make ya lifestyle easy I appreciate the things ya do to please me Lookin' at my daughter you'll never do me greasy [Chorus 1- Busta Rhymes 2- Mariah Carey] [Busta Rhymes speaking with Mariah ad-libs] Flipmode Records, J Records Def Jam Records Busta Rhymes...Mariah Flipmode Squad, yeah So beautiful Ah-ha I knew you was gon' give me that high note Mariah Ah-ha-ha yeah __________________ Kendinize iyi bakın arkadaşlar ...

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