Текст песни Mystikal -  Whacha Want, Whacha Need   
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[Feat. Busta Rhymes] 
 
Mystikal: Ugh camera rolling 
Shouldn`t a did that  
Me and Busta Rhymes 
 
Busta Rhymes:Busta Rhymes and Mystikal Nigga 
Ha ha ha ha hahahaha 
 
Mystikal: Bitch I`m on a mission 
Not the one to be mixed up from this nigga and that nigga 
Hundred percent, full blooded natural, rap whipper 
Ass kicker, mad spliffer, back flipper 
That much colder than the last nigga 
Come from my pops so y`all aint fucking with me 
I come to get down, its time to get down  
I think u chicken bust a cap 
I`m the one mixed with Duggery and  Master P Ugh! 
Mystikal and Busta Rhymes 
Ohh shit the shocker and the guillitine 
Down, now put my gun on fire 
One eight zero zero can`t nobody fly 
Like the cotton off your bottem then its gotta be me 
Late at night, lights out, you in a perminent sleep 
Aint many of these niggas coming harder than me  
Flip Mode, No Limit, who you thought it would be? 
 
Chorus: Mystikal/Busta Rhymes(Busta Rhymes mimics Mystikal) 
Wacha want nigga? 
Wacha need nigga? 
We gonna give it to ya 
Untill u bleed nigga 
Now where my live niggas? 
Where my live bitches? 
This for my live niggas 
This for my live bitches 
Now wacha want nigga? 
Wacha need nigga? 
We gonna give it to you 
Untill u bleed nigga 
Now where my live niggas? 
Where my live bitches? 
This for my live niggas 
This for my live bitches 
 
Busta Rhymes: 
Contact we will bomb that 
All I know is they will make a nigga  
We will omb back when we contact 
For better or worse 
Make a niggas heart sweell up and burst 
You know one of my niggas busting shots first 
Bust another shot off into the earth 
Leave a nigga stressed  
Feeling the pain of a women giving child birth 
See now a days everywhere we go we`ll carry ya 
Even when we swinging with bitches down at the Mariot 
Chickens that will bust back on you and the ferries that 
Waiting for me to marry ya 
Ride up in my chariot 
Sorry but I aint having it 
Thinking u can roll cause you wearing a little glamour and acting  
all irogant  
Bitch Nigga 
Beet it like Micheal and fuck up you cycle 
Blast you with my grandfather`s rifle  
I`m great to stifle 
Bitch  
Create a crises your paying the prises 
With the devil you was never richeous  
I think i might just, hit you now? 
You know u can fold here, niggas know it aint all there 
Prepare for warfare, niggas is everywhere 
Fuck with my niggas we are double there 
Flip Mode nigga you`ll find trouble here 
Tipsy and turning, crispy and burning 
Hoping and learning  
You yerning to take hold of a niggas burning 
Reps for every grain of salt from every street corner 
The ones you wanted from Brooklyn to the south of the border 
No Limit and Flip Mode in this bitch 
While Mystikal and Busta Rhymes be straight busting your shit 
 
Chorus 2 
 
Mystikal: 
I want another side of fries with my poppa`s chicken and bisquit 
Take the wall out, fall out 
I`m not playing with these dumb bitches 
What you doing if your riches don`t fit ya? 
Ball playing and swinging on a track 
We some big old niggas 
Not some dead old niggas 
Bitch you trying to do something  
I`m gonna get on with ya 
I`m scratchy! 
You can`t match 
I`m known for getting nasty  
With my ciggerette ass 
Once I get this fucker started you can`t stop 
Oww you done fucked up now 
Mystikal and Busta Rhymes like Dolomite and Red Fox 
They frightened of the braids, running from the dread lox 
 
Chorus 3