Bladow!! (Explicit) (Amended Version)

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

Written by：Friedrich (Bedrich) Smetana (1824-1884)

Now now

Ready for wylin my niggas

Let's set it like we on an island my niggas

I'm with it what what what what

My clique startle b**ches

With a remarkable sparkle

For my b**ches with me what what what what

You know we stay dumb

And keep shop running

Just the like the 24 hour deli

The way yall niggas be popping that sh*t you be talking

Yall niggas don't mean nothing

But a 24 hour celly

To talk that funny sh*t

To someone you know

While I bag these b**ches

And take them to 24 hour telly

Type of chickens to let me get in they belly

Little sexy thug b**ches

Who want me to f**k them to makeveli

Then get with my niggas and smoke up a ounce

Crowd up in whatever amounts

Making b**ches skip to my bounce

So whenever we be shining like diamond

Fresher than the fragrance of limon

When we strike it's all in the timing

Corporate niggas ball on how we be stylin'

F**king with huge contracts

With white beaters on

On the day of the signing

Making all my b**ches check for this sh*t

My live niggas know the truth

That's why they always got respect for this sh*t

Bust one for me bladow

All my niggas holding they gun with me bladow

And resting and stacking they ones with me bladow

My peeps who hang around where I'm from with me bladow

Who run with me bladow

Bust one for me bladow

My b**ches that'll f**k till they cum with me bladow

Wylin at me having they fun with me bladow

In this club all they keep beating they drums with me bladow

In a slung with me bladow

Bust one for me bladow

And now we mash yall

Harass yall

Until the sh*t we doing pass yall

You know we steadily readily

Give it to niggas

And blow up the spot for niggas

Before we do the dash yall

Yo

Ain't nothing wrong until we perform

Yall niggas know we 'bout to blast yall

Fast me and my niggas crash the party

If my niggas were shitters

Splash b**ches before we flash yall

Now what's up

All of my niggas salute

Where we get busy

Gimme me my loot

All way up in a box with a suit

Sh*t that I tell you will all be the truth

Stay on a live ni**a recruit

And take yall niggas back to the root

Tying my laces all up in my boot

All the b**ches say that I'm cute

Blowing on it just like a flute

And now

Before we blind yall

We shine and remind yall

Should be gappy

Always one of a kind yall

We constructing a new design yall

Better keep up my niggas

Because you will get left behind yall

Let us bust a bottle of wine now

And celebrate in the name of them niggas

That control the times now

Now watch it

As we just pick up the pace

You just might a hole in your face

My crew might take a whole of the space

Completely

Obligated just to keeping you dumming

And get the breaking all the sh*t up in club

Once you know that we coming

My b**ches check for this sh*t

My live niggas know the truth

That's why they always got respect for this sh*t

Bust one for me bladow

All my niggas holding they gun with me bladow

And resting and stacking they one's with me bladow

My peeps who hang around where I'm from with me bladow

Who run with me bladow

Bust one for me bladow

My b**ches that'll f**k till they cum with me bladow

Wylin at me having they fun with me bladow

In this club all they keep beating they drums with me bladow

In a slung with me bladow

Bust one for me bladow

Yeah

To all my niggas and all my b**ches

That just wanna live

Live good

Feel good

Yeah

Just bounce to this sh*t

Come on

Bounce to this sh*t

All my niggas and my b**ches

Just bounce to this sh*t

Come on

Bounce to this sh*t

Yeah

Flipmode constantly

Enough of that