Various Artists - What My n***as Want lyrics

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Various Artists - What My n***as Want lyrics

Artist: Cam'Ron and Busta Rhymes Album: Violator - The Album Song: What My n***as Want [Cam'ron] You the type to say I rap, I rhyme, look I freestyle Rap is played out ain't sh** here for free child Me and Chris Lighty checks is what we see child Ice won't get you sea sick b**h, it get you senile Diplomat treat you like a beer bottle twist your cap Hustler sh**, you never sold a bit of crack Chain you might get it snatched, down to the latch Send someone else to get it back yo what type of sh** is that Picture that, wrist is rapped 37 blunted How many diamonds you got on? sh** 37 hundred I'm stunting pissy popping by the bottle Got nothing under the trench and I'm not from Colorado Your acting a little like your rapping to riddles Got Harlem looking like we a pack of skittles I'm a Tyko fanatic, psychosomatic Type blow the 'matic, life go dramatic Hydro's a habit b**h [Busta Rhymes](chorus) All my n***as who's ready to ride n***as, what what All my soldiers and my living foul n***as, what what Money n***as, what what, thug n***as, what what Grimy n***as, whatwhat Big gun n***as, what what All my b**hes that's ready to wild with me, what what And f** a hole away in the ground with me, what what Money b**hes, what what, thug b**hes, what what Corporate b**hes, what what All the above b**hes [Cam'ron] Imagine a ho kissing me, a ho dissing me No I can't have that, not from rottisearre Roglissere, Gators so slippery Best affiliated with the movie misery I make you kids learn, when your car gone Crib burned, Jim Jones sh** permed like big Worm And you speak that gang gang slang Gun like pop from BoomerangBang Bang Bang That girl looking, you packing a who*e Slapping a who*e, foot sweppers slacking the door Laughing for sure, yeah that sh** happend before b**h flurting with me, her man tapping the jaw What I'm drunk about, what I smoke skunk about Hope you make it to that year Prince sung about All these years dripping and ducking Stay with birds the ones I was flipping and f**ing Ya heard (chorus)