can't make a hit This is what happens , this is what happens , this is what happens When you fuckin wit my crew This is what happens What a nigga 'posed
can’t make a hit This is what happens , this is what happens , this is what happens When you fuckin wit my crew This is what happens What a nigga ’posed
never told me when She told me it would happen when I was much older Wish it would've happened then (Is this the end?) Just can't let go (Is this the
is that? The home invader Yo, moms you can basically just suck my dick This is a home invasion Yo, pops that shit you talkin' is noise Word you full of shit Check this
you out Grand Larcenist, soloist, felonist, vocalist Crime's my rhyme but here's a new twist I ain't here for your gold, bro, all I want is the show This is
, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!) Hen-Gee is
same four words for us And the songs ginormous, the whole formula's switched 'Cause we don't know anymore, what are hits Is it the beat? Is it the rap Is
Whattup, okay if you ain't know it be one of the best of all time Busta Bust for short, for some better know me Bust' Rhymes (What's good?) Maintainin
then came back fallin down. (down) [Wish Bone] I dont know what happened? What happened? Why did Eazy die? Whats wrong with Bizzy? He alright! Is Flesh really comin home? Is
fo, the lil nigga shit What the fuck you figure? Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates Findin' niggaz dead, bring'em home and I can't wait If niggaz is
O's, N's, why's this is just a tease before my album No bum is out, I'm out to parlay you Fritos One chip off the block, so bust it down, bust the sound
baby this is G shit Bust it wide open lay it down this the remix I've got a question for the haters Will you always be little men that cannot see what
on deck baby this is G shit Bust it wide open lay it down this the remix I've got a question for the haters Will you always be little men that cannot see what
Infamous cling to this real shit Stuck where we started at Fuck that Not because I have to we want to I love this shit The raw is what I live for To
, whenever Busta Rhymes say so When we move yes sometimes we lay low aiyyo Big up my little nigga Pedro Make you after the L like turkey, cheese and tomato Fuck is
ah, ayahh, ahh, ahh, ahh And you don't stop, ahh, ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducing the sound from the ghetto E Double and Too Short, what
dreams are on your mind with a 10 foot mic You couldn't touch my rhymes I don't stop rappin' don't stop cappin' Give me some time and you see what happens
