Street Shit

Album cover art for "Street Shit" by Busta Rhymes

Busta Rhymes - Rap, In English

Street Shit

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Duration: 3:54

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[Intro] Yeah This one appears to be very forceful Very forceful Yeah, here we go now Niggas, bitches – where you at? Talk Thug niggas – let me see y'all, yeah [Verse 1] Hah, before we slap niggas silly with somethin' And put you out yo' misery and yo' sufferin' (Uh-oh!) Yeah, and just for frontin' (Hah) You got me bustin' two nines With one hand tied together or somethin' (Huh) Ain't no mistakin', we takin' your trap (Hah) In case you niggas didn't know You fuckin' with the gladiators of rap (Huh) On some Jean Reno shit in Professional (Hah) How we accurate and precise when we bust (Huh) And every move is intentional (Choo-choo) Violate and I will get at yo' ass (Hah) And if I can't catch you, track star We'll start throwin' shit at yo' ass (Huh) Wait a minute, nigga, hold up a second (Hah) See you'se a bitch, and while we bust yo' ass Yo' faggot peoples ain't even checkin' (Huh, hu-huh-huh) Yo, y'all need to send the coroner, shit (Hah) Leave you lookin' outta place Like you'se a tourist on some foreigner shit (Yeah) I be that nigga and I love to experiment (Hah) With specific high-explosives (Huh) Just to take y'all niggas outta this element, now [Chorus] ('Cause we got new shit for y'all – hah) All my niggas in the spots, y'all know we tear the shit down And how we hold it, nigga (Huh) (And we come to take shit over, y'all) Yes, we here to regulate (Hah) And put our foot down, your shop is closin', nigga (Ah) (Always rep the street, for all y'all) Constantly hittin' y'all (Hah) Off with street shit and keep y'all niggas open, yeah All my niggas, all my bitches (What y'all gon' do now? Every time we come with that street shit) Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Yeah, we move like stone-faced cold-hearted niggas (Hah) Bald-faced, straight retarded niggas Ayo, the shit we do be so off the hook (Huh) Fuck around and get yo' leg broke And beat all in yo' face with ya foot (Hah) We here to stay, fuck payin' a visit (Hah) I only fuck with certain live niggas Like my nigga Tash and Xzibit (Hah) Ever since I vowed to keep the shit raw I stay hittin' niggas with shit that'll leave they fuckin' face on the flo' (Huh) Everytime niggas know when we black (Hah) Smack a nigga so fuckin' hard, he fall and probably spin on his back (Hah) Funny how niggas'll always shit talk (Hah) The very next day, they will notice the difference In the way they (Bitch!) walk My street niggas need to come for the ride (Hah) 'Cause when we step up in the place You funny niggas need to slide to the side (Huh) I love to watch these funny niggas diminish And while we slowly murder them niggas (Hah) They prayin' on the moment we finish (Hah) I take you back to the very beginnin' And beat you in yo' head from birth And watch you grow, lovin' the shit we be bringin' (Hah) Street niggas keep they mind on they dream Focus the most on gettin' they paper And be thoroughly reppin' they team (Huh, huh) You know we quick to mash it down for some hours (Hah) Quick to leave some of these niggas shook Runnin' with the rest of them cowards (Yeah) And leave the rest of niggas ready to dumb And rep the street until we all die Could give a fuck wherever you from, now [Chorus] ('Cause we got new shit for y'all – hah) All my niggas in the spots – You know we tear the shit down and how we hold it, nigga (Huh) (And we come to take shit over, y'all) Yes, we come (Hah) To regulate and put our foot down, your shop is closin', nigga (Always rep the street for all y'all) Constantly hittin' (Hah) Y'all off with street shit to keep y'all niggas (Huh) open, now All my niggas, all my bitches (What y'all gon' do now? Every time we come with that street shit) Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah! [Outro] To all my muthafuckas That live in the urban city areas Only the urban city areas The ghettos The neighborhoods where they got delis, liquor stores And churches right across the streets from all of that Yeah Muthafuckas sellin' weed, crack, and all of that shit on the corner It ain't the right thing to do But niggas is puttin' in the motherfuckin', s– livin' conditions that have to do that shit The street muthafuckas All y'all survival of the fittest motherfuckers – survive This is dedicated to y'all Street shit

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  • Busta Rhymes
  • Just Blaze