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Busta Rhymes Street Shit

we come with that street shit {Busta Rhymes} Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz Aiyyo the shit

we come with that street shit {Busta Rhymes} Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz Aiyyo the shit

come with that street shit {Busta Rhymes} Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz Aiyyo the shit

right Whether it's on the streets, or online tryna climb sites I ain't blind from the limelite, I had my mind and my rhymes right, and signed when the

(*Talking*) Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all Been waiting on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers

my 4-4, and I just bust Nan nigga nan bitch, will I ever trust Unless it's my people, unless it's my kin I don't love shit, but my people and my ends

these H-Town streets Popped up and shining and blind you, fifth wheels reclining they minding It's about that time Screwed Up take over, wrecking boys skills in rhyming

any rhyme sales Question is, will you f**k-niggaz ride for real, huh? Bitch nigga this is G rated Plus your homeboy won't make it, street game Fugazi

I bust a trey-trey, buggin an' shit They call it overthuggin and shit But I was just a younger nigga; gettin older and lovin this shit But what was