Текст песни Busta Rhymes - Wild Hot
Busta Rhymes - Wild Hot слова песни
Текст песни Busta Rhymes - Wild Hot
Q-tip:i got the busta bustYo, we make the shit wild hotBusta:we got kamaalComplete, we make the shit wild hotQ-tip:i got the busta bustYo, we make the shit wild hotBoth:all y’all rude boys lick a shot (gun shot)( )Q-tip:i be the all-i-seein’The mcin’Human bein’Soon to be in your museumWhen I’m in your colisseumI’m mcin’Punishin’ wack niggas for disagreein’Did you see him? No, ’cause he move like the wind, in flightCounter-attack like a jedi knightIf you’re goin’ to think about combatin’General latinOf this mc shit you did, killaYou just a private in the lower classI be the upper at your lawnDon juan, when the mic’s onChief abstract, ace quasimotoFuckin’ with me, you’ll be finished like photoI’m sure to bust your shit like boloBlack nation needs a team, fuck soloI can see ya in your eyes the webnessWhen your ass starts to cry it’s rednessYou can witness the style that I kick from the linguisticsBut please come, so save itDealin’ with the try, but you never canMy nigga busta rhymes about to get his manAy yo, we do it like this and then we do it like thatIt’s the abstract with the new formatWe do it like this and then we do it like thatIt’s the busta bust with the new formatBusta:figaro, figaro, figaroBust yo shit, scar yo windpipes and make me break yo elbowPut my foot in your ass slowFeel the force like a race horse or like a heard of buffaloTeel me why you be actin’ softFreak the spanish flowLike julio ? lepingpacndahoe? Freeze like chilly willy the eskimoVigilante like steven segalNow bust the desperadoYou fuckin’ with the all time prosWhile the zoom lens ammorate niggas from transistor radiosMission impossible without exposeOnce I diagnose those who be creepin’ blow ’em off they tippy toesSorry, fake nigga that’s how it goesSport the suede-front bullet proof vests in caseYou complicate my doughHandle situations prontoWhile appearances got you all hearin’ this when I be doin’ cameosShit be wild hot like tabascoFuck the fool-ass nigga trespass and caught him in my last zoneStick a nigga bad like the last holeRunnin’ up on muthafuckas late night jumpin’ out the astroNo, no,no,no,noIf you violate I start to dictate just like fidel castroMake you dreadlock yo’ afroAnd when I’m done I ride of with theme music by my man d’angeloWe make the shit wild hotChorus (x3)