歌词
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
A lot of brothers dont like me
Screw me when the site me
Pop a lot of ****, but they scared to death to fight me
See me on the stage wit bust on some rap ****
They see me in the club wit bust on some lap ****
Befrore this rap ****, it was the corner crack ****
But now Im on the world on some autograph ****
Spliff-a-spliff drop the 4 5th round the waiste
So if you want war, let me deal with the case
Aint nothin to it, brother I got the heart to do it
Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluid
Ya *****s stupid, ya got brains, brother use it
Aint nithin gonna stop my black ass, from gettin cash
On the real, thats how deeply I feel
A born again hooligan, hungry for this meal
Got the iced- out platinum rings that you wanna steal
Come get it, watch ya whole **** get wetted
Street colonel cat, got enough cats to set it
So if you aint doin **** , ya *****s need to dead it
Watchin my money, it cost bullets in ya tummy
Its all ral here, there aint no fear here
You mess around here, you catch ya death here
I mean it, you could front, but you believe it
***** guard your life before I turn around and steal it
Look into my eyes and ****yze what you deal wit
If I cant find you, I take it out on who you be wit
Type of ***** ***** I would never smoke a tree wit
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
Nowadays we blow like smoke out the exhaust
Contamenatin smoke still makin me cough
I mean we bout to turn this wak **** off
Wak *****s is sick wit the flu sippin chicken broth
Now heres another winnin ripoff
Gettin money, eatin fine cuisine like buttered shrimp and rice pilaf
Stay heavily armed, alakun salom
Watch you ***** ass suffer til you got to beg for ya moms
Now turn the truck on, get ya **** on, got you stuck on
Stupid right between yo legs, get yo suck on
Drink bottles, treat *****s like gus damoto
Eat avacado, soon to go purchase a white diablo
*****s know my motto, lets get money, macho camacho
Applaud another rapper, lets go collect the nacho
Oh ****, hope you dont slip, another murder commit
The episode comin on teen summit
Little corny ***** talk too quick, think he slick
Throwin a brick, yappin off, lyin on his ****
Too late, youll be the type o ***** that I love to hate
Brutally bust ya **** like a ***** turned primate
Time of the year, feel great, clean slate
Throw a nickle plate, property shoppin to but a landscape
How they say street *****s ill never have
Now we possess the 5s wit the cherry red nav
Doin things like signin graffiti on autograph
Gettin so much money staff calculate the math
Laugh you know the half, eyin in the stash
Mediatin watch the wind blow the blunt ash
You had a blast , now how long you gonna last
Ice grillin for nothing, you make yoself ass
Brace yoself one more time, know what I mean dun
Violate cross the foul line, it be yo last one
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
Comin in the dance last night
Busta boy fear last night
Me couldnt find me nine
So me go, pull out me knife
专辑信息
1.Do for Self
2.Last Night
3.Run for Cover
4.Cha Cha Cha
5.The Imperial Intro
6.To My People
7.Settin' It Off
8.I Got Your Back
9.This Is What Happens
10.Everybody on the Line Outside
11.Where You Think You Goin'
12.We Got U Opin (Part 2)
13.Straight Spittin'
14.Money Talks
15.Everything
16.Hit "Em Wit Da Heat