Street sh*t lyrics

by

Busta Rhymes


[Intro]
Yeah
This one appears to be very forceful
Very forceful
Yeah, here we go now
n*ggas, b*tches, where you at talk
Thug n*ggas let me see y'all, yeah

[Verse 1]
Hah, before we slap n*ggas silly with somethin'
And put you out your misery and your 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 n*ggas didn't know
You f*ckin' with the gladiators of rap (Huh)
On some John Reno sh*t 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' sh*t at yo' ass (Huh)
Wait a minute n*gga, hold up second (Hah)
See you'se a b*tch 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, sh*t (Hah)
Leave you lookin' out of place
Like you'se a tourist on some foreigner sh*t (Yeah)
I be that n*gga and I love to experiment (Hah)
With specific high-explosives (Huh)
Just to take y'all n*ggas out of this element, now
[Chorus]
('Cause we got new sh*t for y'all)
(Hah) All my n*ggas in the spots, y'all know we tear the sh*t down and how we hold it n*gga (Huh)
(And we come to take sh*t over y'all)
Yes, we here to regulate (Hah) and put our foot down, your shop is closin' n*gga (Ah)
(Always rep the street for all y'all)
Constantly hittin' y'all (Hah) off with street sh*t and keep y'all n*ggas open, yeah
All my n*ggas, all my b*tches
(What y'all gon' do now? Every time we come with that street sh*t) Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted n*ggas (Hah)
Baldfaced straight retarded n*ggas
Ayo, the sh*t we do be so off the hook (Huh)
f*ck around and get yo' leg broke
And beat all in yo' face with ya foot (Hah)
We here to stay, f*ck payin' a visit (Hah)
I only f*ck with certain live n*ggas
Like my n*gga Tash, and Xzibit (Hah)
Ever since I vowed to keep the sh*t raw
I stay hittin' n*ggas with sh*t that'll leave they f*ckin' face on the floor (Huh)
Everytime n*ggas know when we black (Hah)
Smack a n*gga so f*ckin' hard, he fall and probably spin on his back (Hah)
Funny how n*ggas'll always sh*t talk (Hah)
The very next day they will notice the difference
In the way they (b*tch!) walk
My street n*ggas need to come for the ride (Hah)
'Cause when we step up in the place
You funny n*ggas need to slide to the side (Huh)
I love to watch these funny n*ggas diminish
And while we slowly murder them n*ggas (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 sh*t we be bringin' (Hah)
Street n*ggas 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 n*ggas shook
Runnin' with the rest of them cowards (Yeah)
And leave the rest of n*ggas ready to dumb
And rep the street until we all die
Could give a f*ck wherever you from, now
[Chorus]
('Cause we got new sh*t for y'all)
(Hah) All my n*ggas in the spots, you know we tear the sh*t down and how we hold it n*gga (Huh)
(And we come to take sh*t over y'all)
Yes, we come (Hah) to regulate and put our foot down, your shop is closin' n*gga
(Always rep the street for all y'all)
Constantly hittin' (Hah) y'all off with street sh*t to keep y'all n*ggas (Huh) open, now
All my n*ggas, all my b*tches
(What y'all gon' do now? Every time we come with that street sh*t) Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

[Outro]
To all my motherf*ckers
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
Motherf*ckers sellin' weed, crack, and all of that sh*t on the corner
It ain't the right thing to do
But n*ggas is put-ten' in the motherf*ckin', s- livin' conditions that have to do that sh*t
The street motherf*ckers
All y'all survival of the fittest motherf*ckers, survive
This is dedicated to y'all
Street sh*t
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