Busta Rhymes - We Comin' Through lyrics

Yeah Serious now Serious All my n***as ONE TWO Line up and COME THROUGH I got sh** for all of you to wild out and DUMB TO Back and bust your gun too Nowhere to run to This sh** is the jerk So run your j**els and your ones too All my b**hes WHAT WHAT I like your whole strut Bounce and hold your a** out Make it open and close shut Watch me bust a whole nut Right over your whole bu*t Slice you down with the dick Just like you was a cold cut OH fu*k Now watch me dig all in your whole gut Stuff it like a roast duck f**ing packing a toast WHAT WHAT What about you slapping the sh** up out ya Flipmode We them n***as And I'ma always shout ya See how we high rollers Smoking till we high zoning n***as on the corner Clutter the streets in the nights roaming Now see how we got you open My n***as hold your post b**hes if your riding with me Let's see who rocks the most [Chorus:] All my n***as (What what) We coming through (What what) Repping for my n***as and my b**hes too (What what) Back and bust your gun too Nowhere to run to Black out in the truck Until there's no club to come to All my b**hes (What what) We coming through (What what) Repping for my b**hes and my n***as too (What what) Bounce and shake your a** out Break fool and black out Hit you with some sh** That will make all y'all just pa** out Know I keep that hot sh** f** up your block sh** Have y'all n***as stupid On some straight co*k your glock sh** Everytime we drop sh** There's no way to stop sh** Bust y'all n***as a** Then like to sit back and pop sh** Yo we bout to lace y'all Deface the place y'all With sh** that feel just like A f**ing foot in your face y'all Is you with me? (HELL YEAH!) Before I hit y'all Flipmode be the n***as That will be sure to split y'all We will never quit y'all We won't permit y'all Whack n***as to come inside Like they be the sh** y'all fu*k THAT! Yeah you know we blaze And we wreck shop Put it down for live n***as While we watch the next fly All my n***as pa** through Before we blast you This sh** so real I don't have no need to gash you We will never calm down We won't put the bombs down Rep for all my n***as And we won't put the arms down (Yeah you know we keep it coming) Yo people is good for nothing (Ay yo!) Hot to d**h with sh** that always keep you jumping And rush the dance hall Until all they a** fall I make you other corny n***as Get off the damn wall And then we bless y'all With the currently fresh y'all And hit y'all n***as with flavor Nothing less than the best y'all Now we see how we got you open My n***as hold your post All my b**hes wylin with me Let's see who rocks the most [Chorus:] All my n***as (What what) We coming through (What what) Repping for my n***as and my b**hes too (What what) Back and bust your gun too Nowhere to run to Black out in the truck Until there's no club to come to All my b**hes (What what) We coming through (What what) Repping for my b**hes and my n***as too (What what) Bounce and shake your a** out Break fool and black out Hit you with some sh** That will make all y'all just pa** out