[Busta Rhymes] Dong, dong, dong Gahng, gahng, gahng Gohng, gohng, gohng Oh that's crazy Swizz and Busta Come on! [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Right before we run it all in the ground Motherf**ers know we shutting it down I dare y'all to say something Motherf**ers want to give me a pound Everytime we bring y'all n***as to say We dare y'all to say something! You can sit and watch the gat all the way round Motherf**ers no we holding the crown I dare y'all to say something! Before we bring this sh** that'll flood your whole town Motherf**ers know we making y'all drown I dare y'all [Busta Rhymes] (hey yo)...Bus Rhymes holding the fort Read the report MVP of the sport You need to be taught (Come on) Snort whatever you snort We coming up court You know we never coming up short So f** what you thought We high profile for this sh** I smile for this sh** I stack dough and make all my people just wil' for this sh** Hold it now! We rolling it down We holding it down Thick money, folding it down in a hole in the ground Stash more loot than before A brute from before Tell the truth and get used to leaving you boots at the door We four, five, sixin' it up We fixing it up We keep the b**hes stripping the way we be mixing it up Come out from wherever you are, whoever you are Incredible performance, their so unforgettable Star They'll never find the get because I threw the barreta too far Police go drive my whip, so I'm going to get a new car (What the f**!) Chorus: Busta Rhymes 1x [Swizz Beatz] (Yo Busta)...I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto I was born in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto I bang out beats in cars with ho stacks Rap n***a putting out rock-n-roll tracks Anything with wheels, playa I drove that Y'all, six, Swizz, and Busta back I be hearing that I'm drugged out Because I be bangin them beats like I'm drugged out I threw gerdems on the bus, threw the dubs out One, n***as gettin robbed when the clubs out Dog, and it gets ugly, and the hood loves me, and your chick know me, plus Your man owes me That clown don't pay They straight k**ing homie Y'all don't gotta like me, screw y'all , blow me I walk up in the club b**hes want to go to breakfast Clowns lookin at me, n***as acting reckless Chorus: Busta Rhymes 1x [Busta Rhymes] I put my foot in your a** just like a kung-fu flick Bust my tool quick hitting with the force of a mule kick Spit fly sh** as if I was bagging a new chick Instead of biting mines, it be best you bite on the true sh** Funny how n***as be trying to do sh** When I rock a light bling all my pinky gleam in the blue sh** b**hes loving the way we always pa** through sh** The way we rep the gutter and bring you the brand new sh** (Double Back!) Y'all n***as don't really want to trouble that Bra** knuckle beat you stupid, with a belt buckle rap Couple cracks, some weed, back when we used to muscle that And take a n***as sh** like we like we fighting to get our hustle back Used to be the sh**, now you writing your suicidal rap Fronting like your the champ, trying to get your title back Remind me that, this could even cause a homicidal act And if you blaming the music, watch me write the title track The way that we k** and make you wanna cop that f**ing with corny n***as you need to STOP THAT sh*t! Come on, please just let a n***a pop that sh** All in they trunk, you know you want to rock that Stay repping the struggle Busy pulling my man's up sh** we giving y'all n***as might even swell y'all glands up (STOP!) All of my n***as, all of my b**hes stand up And rep whatever you repping And put your f**ing hands up Chorus: Busta Rhymes 1x Endalay, Endalay Arriba, Arriba motherf**er Endalay Move from around these parts!