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жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Extinction Level Event - The Final World Front
Hot Shit Makin' Ya Bounce
автор:
Busta Rhymes
жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Extinction Level Event - The Final World Front
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Just bounce around All my niggas in the place need to bounce around Just bounce around, make ya bounce around All my bitches in the place need to bounce around Make ya bounce around, I'll make ya bounce around Shake yo titties and yo ass and bounce around Just bounce around, just bounce around, c'monYeah nigga this shit here be the boss of me None of you all niggas is ready run go see the pharmacy Prepare for the coming of another grand larceny Pardon me, you niggas ain't even a little hard to me Shit I spit'll slice you all up in yo main artery For the simple fact we didn't grow together, you ain't a part of me Makin' niggas ride my long star singin' the choruses Open offices they gon' go cop another fortressesMeet a couple delorises Travel when we on the low whippin them ford tauruses Now I be Busta Ryhmes multimedia Latest edition added to the street encyclopedia Keep your eyes on greedy niggas gettin' greedier Keep your eyes on meaty asses gettin' meatier Worldwide publication bring tribulation To all whack niggas I smash your dedicationMy purpose is to purchase and really hurt this Bring all of my niggas amongst the wealthy merchants Gently we conquer the spot until it's empty Present me and my niggas with arsenal aplenty Break fools, send you to school, follow the rules Violate my tools, lay you in your own blood pool But for now I drop jewels on the mentally strong With shit to say we don't allow niggas to say up in a songAiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin' ya bounce One two ride around in large amounts One two high offa half an ounce One two, one two One two, hot shit makin' ya bounce One two ride around in large amounts One two we high offa half an ounce One two, one twoCaliente, wearing Ferdio Valente Shorty whippin' in a Mitsubishi Viamonte Smell the roses, overdoses, givin' niggas they diagnosis I got the answer for niggas who need they prognosis Shit for all of you all niggas to smell up in your noses Hocus pocus, introduce me to the hostess I was dyin' a stroke uh play strip poker In the limo as I directed the limo chaufferTold the nigga to spin over by the Club Copa Watchin' shorty lay as she spread on the limo sofa She asked the chauffer to stop for a Frappachino Mocha Then she let me blaze it while I still had my gun in my holster Still bonin', word I love the way shorty moanin' Zonin', word is born niggas is wide open Yo, have a little fun all in between time And now we focus on the money shit all in the meantimeWord to mother, I work hard to keep microphonin' And alert niggas to shit like when the devil started clonin' What nigga? Yeah, we bowlin' and shit is rollin' Little shitty-ass niggas should run and go clean ya colon Any human that be assumin' I check my nigga Ruben for the ice cuban Assist him in my Lincoln Ave boomin' Whats the issue? I come to get youMay the force be with you Bang your head, rupture your brain tissue I unravel shit faster than sound travel Battle any amphibian or live mammal Don't fret from sunrise to sunset Make a nigga bounce quick and I ain't even grabbed my gun yet I ain't done yet before I go to my permanent home Make sure you put one of the illest on my tombstoneAiyyo, aiyyo, hot shit makin' ya bounce One two ride around in large amounts One two high offa half an ounce One two, one two One two hot shit makin' ya bounce One two ride around in large amounts One two we high offa half an ounce One two, one two, one two, one two One two, one two, one two, one two One two
Это интересно:Предки Басты Раймса когда–то населяли остров Ямайку и, возможно, слушали музыку солнечного прибоя, которую позже назвали рэгги. Патриотизм им удалось сохранить и в Штатах, когда в Нью–Йорке оказалось не меньше ямайцев, чем в самой Ямайке. Баста родился в местечке Ист Флэтбуш Бруклина в 1972 году и перекочевал на Лонг–Айленд, когда ему стукнуло 12 лет. "У меня еще не обсохло молоко на губах,... продолжение
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