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Исполнитель: Busta Rhymes
Название песни: Show Me What You Got
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Busta Rhymes - Show Me What You Got текст песни, lyrics

Yeah it's another one of them marvelous shits 
Yeah, Flipmode, huh, Busta Rhymes shit, yeah 
So remarkable, yeah 
As I say it over and over again 
From song to song, yeah, so remarkable 
Hah, heh, yeah, so remarkable 

[Verse 1] 
Yo, yo, Busta Rhymes the immaculate raw 
Hardcore, riggady raw, lay niggas flat on the floor 
We climb into the back of the four 
Nonchalant flavor fo' sure, Timbs wit a aqua valor 
Flava like you never seen it before 
Ha, holy, sacred, and pure 
Flipmode, be on it fo' sure 
Be incredible to settle the score 
Like a nigga shot you in the face, through the peephole in the door 
From New York, down to Singapore 
Keep you niggas jumpin' around, had the bitches beggin fo' more 
Street niggas, yeah we speak for the poor 
Now we stack cheddar galore, when we shop and buy at the store 
Metaphor like nuclear war 
I warned niggas if you try to bite, shit I'll leave a crack in your jaw 
Take the livest niggas out on a tour 
Make a nigga black in the spot, make you wanna take off a door 

All my dogs who hustle everyday 
All my dogs who hustle everyday now 
Own a store laundrymat around the way 
And own a store laundrymat around the way now 
We got to get it, YEAH! 
My niggas, all my niggas 
Show Me What You Got for me, what you got for me 
All my niggas what ya got for me 
All my shorties who stay fresh everyday 
All my shorties that stay fresh everyday 
My get money bitches who still hang around the way 
All my get money bitches that chill around the way now 
We got to get it, YEAH! We gotta... 
My bitches, all my bitches, c'mon 
Tell me what you got for me 
What you got for me, all my bitches what you got for me 

[Verse 2] 
Now, yo, we stay packin the toast 
Could give a fuck, bust at a ghost 
And end up on the front of the post 
Niggas know that I be rockin the most 
Fuckin Ethiopian bitches, living in the ivory coast 
Let me drug y'all niggas up wit a dose 
Make you act just like you suppose' 
Watch a nigga playin me close 
Nowadays type of dough that we gross 
I celebrate and throw me a roast 
And get an old face for a host 
We get it hype even when we be calm 
Niggas know my word is my bond 
When we come you know we the bomb 
Hypnotic shit, get you retarded 
Shoulda known it was a bad move 
Fuckin around and gettin me started 
Still whippin in the back of the truck 
So what, not givin a fuck 
In the streets, livin it up 
So what happened to the last nigga bust 
Could give a fuck whoever he was 
Throw them niggas outta the clubs 
Them niggas all, shit turnin me off 
Tie 'em up, makin 'em cough 
Gag 'em in the throat wit a cloff 
After that we go and wild for the night 
Make 'em know the style for the night 
Car low, pile for the night 
You know we always give y'all niggas a blaze 
Black it out and party for days 
Let y'all niggas fuck with the strays 
Fuckin dimes at the end of the days 
Gettin money but it's too late 
Got a nigga stuck in his ways 


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