There's Not a Problem My Squad Can't Fix (Explicit Lp Version)

Busta Rhymes2007年11月27日

歌詞

 

C'mon yeah villain

 

C'mon aight

 

I got this side right here

 

Take this side right there

 

C'mon do this

 

Busta Bus

C'mon aight

 

C'mon (here we go) stayin street

 

 

Paws to the wall with the dirty dog raw rap-ture

If you ain't with it bite crotch til it break your jaw

(Your jaw) For tryin to knock us

Tryin to kill or stop us jack our propers

Busta Bus they fakin the cake is for the takin

While they runnin they face I'm lettin the plan bake

Formulate now look at the plot we got

More and more sh*t that's hot show to rock the spot

Clock or knot ni**a the whole pot

Ready or not we comin snatchin every comer

Witcha hoe in the Benz-O dumbin like a motherf**ker

 

You can be my lady you coul even be my lollipop sucker

The road dawg baby comin like the mad trucker

Lot of jealous niggaz lookin funnier than Chris Tucker

God bless oh yes I stay fresh

Full of finesse my congress show progress

Stylish hit you with the sh*t to digest

In this rhyme sh*t we be some of the world's finest

Your Highness leavin corny niggaz spineless

Attack it with the classic rhyme flow timeless (ha ha)

 

Not a problem my squad can't fix

 

Cause we can do it in the mix

So when you niggaz talk trash you can get a bust a**

Cause you know we don't f**k around

When you niggaz talk sh*t lay ya six feet under the ground

Ground ground ground ground

When you niggaz talk sh*t lay ya six feet under the ground

Ground ground ground ground

 

This is how we ride throw your hands from side to side

It's party time and don't forget get yours cause I'ma get mine

(Who dat ) The villain til I'm peelin a million

Ridin dirty and bustin like thirty-thirty til a ni**a end

Knowin that the sh*t is f**ked I'm still here to win cheddar

If you ain't about it then I think you better

Hang the little plot you got don't sweat it main

My ni**a my life's uncut like Kane real _Raw_

Y'all don't know sh*t about Jamal or what I'm in it for:

Cash cars fly whores and tours

Fillin my pipe with no messes and no limits

Them other one scrimpin has the tent froze frigid

Fall as a gimmick D**K lickin chasin chickens

I mash for the cash with the click and

Rip a show then I'm dippin in the whip and high trippin

 

While y'all niggaz hoppin and skippin I stick the clip in yo

Accelerate on the gas move fast

Blast find a ni**a FOOT in your a**

Colorful niggaz just peep the whole contrast

Flipmode is the Squad a news flash

Bust your sh*t up what the f**k ni**a get up

Violate niggaz get they whole SH*T lit up

Break fool niggaz know the rules rob jewels

Champagne bath throw the Mo-et in the pool

Ni**a caught a motherf**kin strain on the brain

Ridin on the train I'ma whip a Benz in the rain

Oversized click on the rise so realize we be

Dem niggaz that dead up all you funny little small fries

The franchise Flipmode damagin all of you Fall Guys

Yo I'm tired of niggaz they full of True Lies

No time we got the right surprise

Need a new beginnin need to get a baptise

You need to get a baptise

 

Word is bond aiyyo

 

 

Ground a-ground a-gr-gr-ground-ground

Just party to the sh*t like this c'mon

Just bounce to the motherf**kin beat c'mon

You niggaz don't know my brand new song c'mon

Aiyyo hear me out y'all UHH

Yo and just feel my sh*t

C'mon bounce what the f**k

 

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