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"Busta Rhymes Talking Yeah Shorty I know what you need I got everything you need I promise I ain't gonna hold out either I'ma give it all to you baby It's on, bust it [1] - Baby if you give it to me I'll"

"Yeah Shorty I know what you need I got everything you need I promise I ain't gonna hold out either I'ma give it all to you baby It's on, bust it 1- Baby if you give it to me I'll give it to you I know"

"You can probably tell from the attitude, I got it! Them chick so bark, like a mother fucking florist Playing with me, I suggest you set the game to Lopez I’ve been playing in work, you’re an intern in"

"Game - Like Father, Like Son Lyrics Add to MyLyrics | Submit Corrections (Verse 1: The Game) June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces,"

"Let's go, uh huh.. K-i-s-s- me... Uh and i just wanna make... Love, love, love ... Ya, i love it when u say... K-i-s-s me... Uh and i just wanna make... Love, love, love... A yo.. the crib got ur friends"

""WE BELONG TOGETHER" I didn't mean it When I said I didn't love you, so I should have held on tight I never shoulda let you go I didn't know nothing I was stupid, I was foolish I was lying to myself The"

"Hahah, no cap I am the one One the 2 Haha Yeah! Fiedin’ for you love every damn day Put my love above Drive me insine A little Hennessy A lotta d’usse Baby, make a movie with me Blu-ray Could’ve saved"

"Guess your outta luck It too bad for yaa, you aint got the stuff that she looking for, she leaving with me. this aint your lucky night, cause you dont qualify Time to say goodbye, cause she dont want you"

"Take that, rewind it back Yeah, yeah Take that, rewind it back, lil' jon got the beat to make ya booty go Take that, rewind it back Yeah, yeah Take that, rewind it back, lil' jon got the beat to make ya"

"In case you haven't noticed Well, everybody's tired And healing from somebody Or something we don't see just right Boy, come on, put your lipstick on No one can tell you nothing Come on and walk this"

"Yeah, check it out, see The only thing you need to do right here is Is nod your fuckin' head Yeah, yeah, break ya fuckin' neck, bitches Yeah, yeah, here we go now Where we goin' now? Where we goin' now? Give"

"(feat. Busta Rhymes and Rampage) Yes y'all, in the parTY I be Busta Rhymes y'all And my nigga Ramp, The Last Boy Scout Showin you what we talkin bout, HAAAH! Feel me out, listen to what I say Listen"

"<(Verse 1 - Obie Trice) Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks I came in the game, profane no image I came in the game, with a name I was given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his child-ren I proclaim the name though, never in vain no Watch the change grow, a young nigga who didn't gain from fame Copped the Range Ro', now they want my brains on the main road They don't understand what I came for How I came fo', with a million sold Who say you can't grow from mildew and mold Gettin money like Ross Perot I'm often told, a coffin's the routes I go Oh that's the road you on, oh no I'm down for the rifle, tone the fo fo Don't ever try to send a nigga home, no no I know you wanna catch me at Sunoco Show me that your loco put holes in my photo NOPE!, HOPE!, hold toast, no jokes, send slugs through your Polo Just cause our thug roll solo And po' zone grown folk, be a cold negro Be-low, your grieved up people Be-lieve that the boy see no evil (Chorus - Busta Rhymes) OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho (Verse 2 - Obie Trice) I visualized it, O. Trice at 25 survived it Bright but violent, invite the violence Fist fight a fireman, be a tyrant 'Til these niggaz nights is silent O. Trice from a trife environment He 'Rock's the Mic' no sight of retirin Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin I'm in the position to hire other clients then Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson A nigga crossover, Europeans admirin And the soldier's retirin, I ain't buyin Motherfuckers actin like you denyin them Who tryin a nigga, who use buyers I figure your crew tired, my trigger introduces VIOLENCE Loose the sirus, you in hospital, orange juice and vitamins No coke (Chorus) (Verse 3 - Obie Trice) A derelict who inherited hustle My heritage married the street struggle Like a couple of a great unk's ago (yeah) So this blood streams through my nuts Seems like I wasn't in touch When the teacher's ass spoke Nope, naw I was just a preacher in oath Sit on the bleachers and flip coke The only reach you got through my dome Niggaz yaffle so the gat'll be chrome Pull the window raffle, so I scramble with a track and the phones (woo) Fuck a act and a clone, this is actual happening's that's factual back in my home This is rap, but I ain't rappin so you clappin the zone Think we trapped in the act, for the sake of performin (nigga) This is your warnin, run up on the wrong And your tissue is burning a hundred degrees warm (Blaap) O. Treezy's gone, my nigga Buzz bring the track back here for 'em C'mon (Chorus)"

"Let me just make this statement Loud and clear - Jersey's here Some dude's got problems wit me Over there - I ain't care Some people see me creep They mack all type - that's alright You know I slurp my"

"Uh, uh, come on {Mariah (Jay-Z)} It's the things that you do That make me feel so... (Come on, inhale, exhale, breathe on it for me) And I don't know the way I feel I can explain (Uh) I love you You thug"

"Your bounce to the ounce makes us want to pounce You're just being totally perfect On larry king you said you weren't tired Time to put to bed the competitive edge They say you can't say no to drama"

"Flip Mode, Funk Flex Volume 3! It's like battle of the stars, spittin' bars Foreign cars, never been to Mars I'm the wizard of Oz, down to the yellow brick road Flip Mode! Yo, we got this shit blowed 98"

"We ain't ever gonna grow up We just wanna get down Tell the DJ turn it up real loud No we'll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday I got a flow that'll make you drop I got a flow"

"Rhymes galore [7x] This is for the motherfuckers out there on some real hiphop shit. Ya'll, ya'll, ya'll Mayday mayday, mayday mayday Walk bared foot all day like kunta kinte So what you say What is you"

"(Verse 1: The Game) June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces, running through the hospital hall Deja vu, like I been here before I'm feeling"