talking about my d-ck All of you haters say hi to it I'm Done [Busta Rhymes] Ayo Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling When your
Momma told me one day it was gonna happen But she never told me when She told me it would happen when I was much older Wish it would've happened then (
move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make
like Scarface produced 'em You ain't gotta like me, you just mad 'Cause I tell it how it is, and you tell it how it might be We got the shit, Mac tight
heart is in it Vocals laid by the Ice,tempos tight and precise Special effects will be created by an editor's splice The funk is in it,ya dig it so stop that frontin' Bust
checks 1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They'
gat 'Cause we rhyme tight rhymes Had to thug out but it came in time Just two times and if you give it to me My thugs gon' give it to you So people pull
with us South Side nigga and we down tah bust I'm #1 Too many niggaz takin' rap for a joke You be up for one minute and then the next you're flat broke Rhyme
the Mobb bang through your stereo It's heavy metal for the black people, rock 'n' roll But it's hip-hop though, my drug music It's therapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it
knife is It's a shame but it's real when your enemies like ya When ya come through and fishtail in Hennessey Viper Listen, it ain't the rappers, it'
go, flip my flow Back it up then I drop it low It's a must 'cause I'm dangerous I'll be a hassle on the busta call me Angeldust I talk shit di, didn
out, I'm out to parlay you Fritos One chip off the block, so bust it down, bust the sound Exciting as a big zap I frighten those biting when Lord jabber tighten when tighten
Hey, if it take a million niggaz to stop it just like Chuck did I get hot busted when I dip my nuggets Keep it heated for the brothers that's not
thugs in the clubs start wildin' in here Now put your bottles in the air, then light your dutches Me and Busta keep it tight like liposuction Niggas
bunch of niggaz with some tight ass raps It's like Father Dom, it's like Keith Murray Making millionaires but it ain't no hurry 'Cause we all in it for
like, gimme some more If a nigga broke, what'd you fuck him for? Waste of time It's like we playette minds Don't stop, get it get it Bitches, take it
in sight That blocks my light Label my generation X marks the spot We make it hot We don't stop To bust back, we just keep Busting the [blam blam] Bulletproof