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Getting It - текст песни



Getting It


(feat. Busta Rhymes, Rah Digga)




[DJ Clue]


DJ Clue


Desert Strom




[Busta Rhymes]


Yea


Flipmode


Busta Rhymes


Rah Digga


The Inauguration


(New Busta Rhymes!!!)


Yea, yea ha ha ha yea


(Feat Rah Digga)


What


Give it to me


All my nggaz


Where you at now?




[Busta Rhymes]


Check me


When we arrive in the spot


Who the fuck you think fazin'


We amazing and we blazin' nigga


And while we blow shit every time


Fully equipped for the occasion


While we dazin', and we grazin' niggaz


Make you leak and drip


Till your body shelves up faggots


Just like a razor say your grace and get the praisin' niggaz


Flipmode be the ultimate unit, play your position


While he lace it, know your place, while we decreasin' niggaz


I have a hard time with wack niggaz talkin'


Die slow with all that weak shit, you speak shit, eat shit!


Cause when we march and high-step in the spot


Niggaz love it when we leak shit, the heat shit, street shit!


And while we drop the most miraculous bombs


Ya'll niggaz aint really dropin nothin'


rockin nothin', toppin' nothin' (whhaaatttt!)


Now to ya'll funny niggaz talkin' your talk


Ya'll niggaz aint even really coppin' nothin'


poppin' nothin', stoppin' nothin'




[Chorus 1-Busta Rhymes]


All my niggaz that be ride in the trucks


Getting' money say it! (ho)


Niggaz, say it (ho, hoooo!)




All my niggaz thata' rep for the street


Hold it down say it! (ho)


Niggaz, what! I'm sayin' (ho, hoooo!)




All my bitches thata' beef with they nigga


And hold it down with em' (whaa)


Say it, bitches, I'm sayin' (whaa, whaaa!)




And to my bitches that be doin' it and get their own money


Just say it (whaa)


Say it, bitches, I'm sayin' (whaa, whaaa!)




[Rah Digga]


Say 1 for the dirty


2 for hard core


3 for the trees stashed in my top drawer


I be comin' to ya' live!


Fuck up your whole circuit


Make rappers ask them self if this shit is even worth it


Don't really need to brag


Cause these streets a tell


Stay tight, be polite, and she specks so well


Say fuck the world


Who ever aint feelin' me


Campaignin' through the hood like my name was Hillary


The illest with form


I'm the illest on the norm


The illest on my barn (?)


The illest on the song (Texts of songs )


Any type wanna yap or think they can rap


I'm a scream on motherfuckas like my name was Big Cap


Timbaland, sweat pants, sacks of high dro


The dirtiest flow in magazines like Whoa!


Make it hot, flow it down


Like some hoers, you can lift this


And be careful what you write cause I might of already flipped it




[Chorus 2-Busta Rhymes]


All my niggaz that be ridin' on 20's


And gettinn' money say it! (ho)


Niggaz, say it (ho, hoooo!)




All my niggaz thata' rep for the street


Hold it down say it! (ho)


Niggaz, what! I'm sayin' (ho, hoooo!)




All my bitches thata' beef with they nigga


And hold it down with em' (whaa)


Say it, bitches, I'm sayin' (whaa, whaaa!)




And to my bitches that be doin' it and get their own money


Just say it (whaa)


Say it, bitches, I'm sayin' (whaa, whaaa!)




[Busta Rhymes]


Now we don't give a fuck


We serious nigga


We smokin' trees, stackin' G's, nigga please, nigga what now?


Music just for niggaz backin' they jaws


Makin' you freeze, beta' eaze, get on your knees, nigga what now?




[Rah Digga]


Digga, digga, digga


Type of swing only Rah could bring


I could passion (?) crazy rhymin', and I do my thing


Trantin' niggaz to threads, like white boys in kegs


Cuss words and verbs


Going over niggaz heads




[Busta Rhymes]


Yo no mercy and we taken no prisoners


Pull the trigger, now we bigger, me and digga, in the spot now!


Ya'll mothafuckas really think you can manage


What we deliver, cause we thicker, and we sick of—what the fuck now!




[Rah Digga]


Digga, digga, digga


Ripped shit since the 80's


You taken me like if, and, mazin'


Lil' crazy, lil' lazy, sop it up like gravy


Couldn't write a wack rhyme if a mothafucka paid me




[Chores 1]




[DJ Clue]


DJ Clue


Desert Storm


You know how we do things


Word up!



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