Get Out!! (Explicit) (Amended Version)

Get Out!! (Amended Version) - Busta Rhymes (布斯塔·瑞恩)

Written by：Traditional

Yeah yeah yeah get out

Such a remarkable sound get out

Yeah get out of here

Such a remarkable sound

Flip mode get down now

Yeah check it out get out of here

Such a remarkable sound

Bust a rhymes get out

Coming through get down get out

What's the deal now get out of here

Yeah yeah

Are you ready to get on who me

And cause such a reaction that the mothaf**ka's go ooh wee

It's like a group of happy children

Yo it's such a feeling

To see all of my live ni**a's carry on now

Oh see how I be getting so passionate

I get a thrill even when I bust my gun off by accident

The God bless glory success story

White boy billy put a stash up in my armrest for me

The way I f**ks it up it's like a f**k fest for me

I get on last and demolish everything before me

We run sh*t and that's a fact now you're whack now

And ain't no f**king turning back now so relentless

I won't even let you niggas finish a f**king sentence

Call for my people like a school attendance

And then I strike with a f**king vengence

Finger on my trigger

Figure I'll blast every last one of you b**ch niggas

So get out

B**ch ni**a just get out

You need to just get out of here

Police'll try to close the club get out

You really should get out

You need to just get out of here

B**ch if you ain't got your own dough get out

You need to just get out

You really should get out of here

If you fronting like you really live get out

And you know you not get out

You need to just get out of here

The one world alliance

Flip mode the most reliant for the thorough guidance

On how to get most of this money like a secret science

Only the live ni**a's allowed there's nothing you can do

Fronting with your crew while you talking to corny b**ches too

Nevertheless address the cheddar for the treasure chest

And bless the spot before the thugs protest one time

I hope y'all know just what the motherf**k you dealing with

With so much platinum for the street you thought I was a silversmith

We phat now so look at how we brought it back now

And made it possible for street niggas to hold a stack now

And become the wealthiest healthiest

And bring the fire that will reach about 1000 degrees Celsius

Hold on banker's money better roll on or sing a broke folk song

My ni**a's so long he paid with a big brim hat just like a lampshade

And bounce wilding in the truck the joints my ni**a ramp made

We be them new millennium prime time niggas

Walk a fine line niggas sipping fine wine niggas

Now if you cross the line and f**k around them blind niggas

With so much pressure it's like we did the illest crime ni**a

What you know I'm like a loco man noble man

Turned global man ripping bi coastal like a postal man

And when we come you know we came to get it

And what you need to do is bounce if you ain't f**king with it

So get out

B**ch ni**a just get out

You need to just get out of here

Police'll try to close the club get out

You really should get out

You need to just get out of here

B**ch if you ain't got your own dough get out

You need to just get out

You really should get out of here

If you frontinf like you really live get out

And you know you not get out

You need to just get out of here

Get out get out get out of here

Get out get out get out of here