wreck yard [CHORUS:] Callin all live niggas BOOYAH!! Callin all live bitches OOH OOOOH!! Yes I hold a pound for y'all Say what? Busta Rhymes hold it down for
or tell, y’all niggas heard [busta rhymes] Now gitty up now, it’s lighting horse back saddleing Rob beaches like we rowing a boat and we paddleing Down
down Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put your index down [Busta Rhymes
pacin my stride. [Flesh-n-Bone] Tryin to get it good! Feel the hustle and flow. You know we are them mighty soldiers. Had it been for all the shit we
what we then did on the streets to what we did spit on these records Blessings! We take em they put em on beats and we give em back no question Run deadly
his people and when it's time for a change nigga what you gonna do when we rearrange the game? Blow him out the frame with new ideas, We's about the
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know we comin down bald fades, not afros. (Key-C) Now we chillin, now we just leanin, and we comin up fixin
down Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put your index down Busta Rhymes
these niggas making hate me Yeah nigga we don't give a fuck nigga we thug lords connected from tech n9ne and touched for the thug war whose got love for
for real motherfuckers [Bennie Franks] Fuck it i got something to prove i heard this to up and down that a nigga didnt do it put my rhyme to persistant
let ya, bitch I bet ya I wet ya Me and my family we swore we die Then we die together And if we rise then we rise together So we chasing up the bloody
heard it first, Now it's all twisted, somebody told the truth but they missed it, I put it on my CD but they skipped it, But that's what happens when
, wars begin, we done see they playin to win, but we got it all within, so roll wit tha Shifts, 'cause tha thug, they creep, gon' flip it all tha reep
touch this Smooth with the roughness, thuggish ruggish I put a little bit of singing with it, and they love it (Rugged) Put 'em all in the bucket Busted
this/ Smooth with the roughness thuggish ruggish/ I put a lil' bit of singing with it and they love it, rugged/ Put 'em all in the bucket/ Busted, lyrical
from the bottle not the cup, And it gets us more than just fucked uuuuup... And I like it yall.. ..like it yall... Like it yall... ...like it yall. Scoob lover, won't you hype it yall
you sellin it, this is music how we sound with it? Dont forget, we bust rhymes for it skip town for it, get under the ground for it So nigga, dont
pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop We warn niggaz that we coming then we hold up the block scorn niggaz like their mothers then we wet up
