Really Wanna Do

Busta Rhymes & Spliff Star & Rah Digga - Rap, In English
Really Wanna Do
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[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] When I'm in the fucking building, niggas know just what the fuck to do Hanging from the ceiling, monkey see, monkey do See my gorillas cock them hammers, acting like a bunch of bammers Til they black and making [?] place going bananas Don't you ever get it twisted, see we back to kill you faggets Fuck the club up til we killing, bury you with magits Keep it street and thug, and keep it dirty for you fuckers For my gangstas and you stick up niggas, strippers and you hustlers Everytime we raise the bar again, watch your fucking mouth And then I bag a bitch and take her to the nearest Waffle House See me in the nearest future, 'cause I'm coming with the album Big Bang, Aftermath, watch me move a fucking mountain Flipmode up in the building, and we come to keep it hot And motherfuckers better watch, before we move you out the spot Spliff, Digga Digga, Bussa Buss'll make you feel it Everytime we smash the venue, niggas know we came to kill it [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] When I step up in the building, and I'm shitting on [?] Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? When I'm drunk up off that Yak, nigga, [?] Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Now, tell me what you niggas really wanna do? And when I sufficate the street until your fucking faces blue Tell me what you really wanna do? Now, tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Look, and if you ready to just let it through, just what it do? Tell me what you really really wanna do? Now, tell me what you really really wanna do? [Verse 2: Rah Digga] Ain't gotta be saying my name, y'all know about this rhyming broad Just tryna have a good time, without no crime involved We floss on our [?], we trick on our whips, we stepping out buying bars Y'all mad as hell, somewhere in a huddle just steady eyeing our's But you can't have it, nigga But you can get it, nigga I would think twice before you come fuck with this city slicker You getting grilled, and not the kind that's going in your mouth But I go in your mouth, got bitches in the south They think that just 'cause they ain't heard me in a minute, I left the building Even all my real Hip-Hop purests be catching extra feelings They like come on, D, I can't deal with the extras So what you gonna do? Really, so sick and tired of [?] Wanna rap like you, dress like him Mess with her, mess with him Token hoes, come on, now, know you better than the rest of them [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] When I step up in the building, and I'm shitting on [?] Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? When I'm drunk up off that Yak, nigga, [?] Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Now, tell me what you niggas really wanna do? And when I sufficate the street until your fucking faces blue Tell me what you really wanna do? Now, tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Look, and if you ready to just let it through, just what it do? Tell me what you really really wanna do? Now, tell me what you really really wanna do? [Verse 3: Spliff Star] Oh, yes, oh, yes You now rocking with the best You disrespect my fucking clique, and catch a rocket in your chest Yes, we grown men, doing grown men things We got big fucking [?], with the east and west wing On my nuts, you can swing Like every grupie bitch I came across Shots to your skull, turn your brain into tomato sauce Nigga, I floss, get money, keep my gun close What I do [?] bigger than your kinfolks Yeah, jealous ass niggas hating on my grind But they scared ass niggas, I'm wreckless with that nine Spliff Stee, motherfucker, better learn to respect that Or sleep six feet, where them dead people rest at You fucking with some made men, nothing but brave men Slugs gonna fly, put your thoughts on the paivment Yeah, I go hard, go fast, [?] This is me, nigga, can't you see I'm a boss with it? [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] When I step up in the building, and I'm shitting on [?] Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? When I'm drunk up off that Yak, nigga, [?] Tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Now, tell me what you niggas really wanna do? And when I sufficate the street until your fucking faces blue Tell me what you really wanna do? Now, tell me what you niggas really wanna do? Look, and if you ready to just let it through, just what it do? Tell me what you really really wanna do? Now, tell me what you really really wanna do?
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Credits
- Writers
- Busta Rhymes
- Spliff Star
- Rah Digga