You killin em baby, you know that baby You killin em baby, you know that baby You killin em baby, you know that baby You killin em baby, you know that
Cool J] [Hook:] You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em baby (you know that baby) You killin em
feat. Busta Rhymes) [Intro/Chorus: Q-Tip] I be that nigga that I think y'all know With Mr. Busta Rhymes (A-yo, I'm in the studio) [Busta Rhymes
assist [Chorus] x 2 You ain't no gangsta You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker You fake fraudulent motherfucker You ain't a gangsta I should cut ya, cock back and bust
shit You mean now, now, now, yeah We gonna sail in one of them big fat ocean liners on the street Swim through this mutha fucka Busta-Bus now, now, now [Busta Rhymes
? playas disrespected clowns Bringing guns, weed and coke to connected towns See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do killings wit the lights on I knock em
doin it baby (We know how you be takin it off) How we take it from 'em (We know how you be killin 'em baby) How we killin 'em (We know how you be ready
New and exclusive 5’3", caramel, tight grip on a four fifth Leave em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift Nigga with the 6 story, throw em off
(busta rhymes) Yaaaaaaa-7 seconds Yo yo yo 25x (busta rhymes) I think I’m about to black out I blow your fucking whick out Niggaz who taught they catching
[Busta Rhymes] Tri-lateral commission Berkowitz, Fizzy Wo', Bust-Down (AiYAHHHHHHHHH!) Chorus: Busta Rhymes + M.O.P. Everytime I take a look, the
make it clap (huh!) Yeah yeah yeah (flipmode!!!) busta rhymes (busta rhymes!!!) Sean-a-paul (sean paul!!!) One more time (ha!!!) kill ’em with a rhyme
take off y'all jackets What's your name baby? word? okay Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta [Verse: Busta Rhymes] Hah, I know you starving
Where it all started We gonna take em' back Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now My nigga Fingaz now Check it, yo [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Uh huh, Busta Bus
fuck em Oh you silly you don’t kill me you don’t feel me, boy you illin We ain’t dealin If no drinks then we ain’t chillin [busta rhymes] Yo miss supafly
flatlines Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one rhyme I don't give a fuck I kill em with just one rhyme