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getting it - dj clue? lyrics

[dj clue]
dj clue
desert strom

[busta rhymes]
yea
flipmode
busta rhymes
rah digga
the inauguration
(new busta rhymes!!!)
yea, yea ha ha ha yea
(feat rah digga)
what
give it to me
all my nggaz
where you at now?

[busta rhymes]
check me
when we arrive in the spot
who the f-ck you think fazin’
we amazing and we blazin’ n-gga
and while we blow sh-t every time
fully equipped for the occasion
while we dazin’, and we grazin’ n-ggas
make you leak and drip
till your body shelves up f-ggots
just like a razor say your grace and get the praisin’ n-ggas
flipmode be the ultimate unit, play your position
while he lace it, know your place, while we decreasin’ n-ggas
i have a hard time with wack n-ggas talkin’
die slow with all that weak sh-t, you speak sh-t, eat sh-t!
cause when we march and high-step in the spot
n-ggas love it when we leak sh-t, the heat sh-t, street sh-t!
and while we drop the most miraculous bombs
ya’ll n-ggas ain’t really dropin nothin’
rockin nothin’, toppin’ nothin’ (whhaaatttt!)
now to ya’ll funny n-ggas talkin’ your talk
ya’ll n-ggas ain’t even really coppin’ nothin’
poppin’ nothin’, stoppin’ nothin’

[hook 1-busta rhymes]
all my n-ggas that be ride in the trucks
getting’ money say it! (ho)
n-ggas, say it (ho, hoooo!)

all my n-ggas thata’ rep for the street
hold it down say it! (ho)
n-ggas, what! i’m sayin’ (ho, hoooo!)

all my b-tches thata’ beef with they n-gga
and hold it down with em’ (whaa)
say it, b-tches, i’m sayin’ (whaa, whaaa!)

and to my b-tches that be doin’ it and get their own money
just say it (whaa)
say it, b-tches, i’m sayin’ (whaa, whaaa!)

[rah digga]
say 1 for the dirty
2 for hard core
3 for the trees stashed in my top drawer
i be comin’ to ya’ live!
f-ck up your whole circuit
make rappers ask them self if this sh-t is even worth it
don’t really need to brag
cause these streets a tell
stay tight, be polite, and she specks so well
say f-ck the world
who ever ain’t feelin’ me
campaignin’ through the hood like my name was hillary
the illest with form
i’m the illest on the norm
the illest on my barn (?)
the illest on the song
any type wanna yap or think they can rap
i’m a scream on motherf-ckas like my name was big cap
timbaland, sweat pants, sacks of high dro
the dirtiest flow in magazines like whoa!
make it hot, flow it down
like some hoers, you can lift this
and be careful what you write cause i might of already flipped it

[hook 2-busta rhymes]
all my n-ggas that be ridin’ on 20’s
and gettinn’ money say it! (ho)
n-ggas, say it (ho, hoooo!)

all my n-ggas thata’ rep for the street
hold it down say it! (ho)
n-ggas, what! i’m sayin’ (ho, hoooo!)

all my b-tches thata’ beef with they n-gga
and hold it down with em’ (whaa)
say it, b-tches, i’m sayin’ (whaa, whaaa!)

and to my b-tches that be doin’ it and get their own money
just say it (whaa)
say it, b-tches, i’m sayin’ (whaa, whaaa!)

[busta rhymes]
now we don’t give a f-ck
we serious n-gga
we smokin’ trees, stackin’ g’s, n-gga please, n-gga what now?
music just for n-ggas backin’ they jaws
makin’ you freeze, beta’ eaze, get on your knees, n-gga what now?

[rah digga]
digga, digga, digga
type of swing only rah could bring
i could p-ssion (?) crazy rhymin’, and i do my thing
trantin’ n-ggas to threads, like white boys in kegs
cuss words and verbs
going over n-ggas heads

[busta rhymes]
yo no mercy and we taken no prisoners
pull the trigger, now we bigger, me and digga, in the spot now!
ya’ll mothaf-ckas really think you can manage
what we deliver, cause we thicker, and we sick ofwhat the f-ck now!

[rah digga]
digga, digga, digga
ripped sh-t since the 80’s
you taken me like if, and, mazin’
lil’ crazy, lil’ lazy, sop it up like gravy
couldn’t write a wack rhyme if a mothaf-cka paid me

[ch0r-s 1]

[dj clue]
dj clue
desert storm
you know how we do things
word up!

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