Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Street Shit, artist - Busta Rhymes.
Date of issue: 08.06.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Street Shit |
Yeah. |
this one appears to be very forceful. |
Very forceful. |
yeah, here we go now |
Niggaz, bitches, where you at talk |
Thug niggaz let me see y’all, yeah |
Hah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethin |
and put you out your misery and your sufferin |
Uh-oh! |
Yeah, and just for frontin, |
you got me bustin two nines |
with one hand tied together or somethin |
Ain’t no mistakin we takin your trap |
In case you niggaz didn’t know, |
you fuckin with the GLADIATORS of rap |
On some John Reno shit in Professional, |
how we accurate and precise when we bust |
and every move is intentional |
Violate and I will get at yo’ass |
And if I can’t catch you track star |
we’ll start throwin SHIT at yo’ass |
Wait a minute nigga, hold up second, |
see youse a bitch and while we bust yo’ass |
yo’faggot peoples ain’t even checkin |
Yo y’all need to send the coroner, shit |
Leave you lookin out a place |
like youse a tourist on some foreigner shit |
I be that nigga and I love to experiment |
with specific high-explosives |
just to take y’all niggaz out of this element, NOW! |
Chorus: Busta Rhymes |
Cause we got new shit for y’all |
(All my niggaz in the spots, |
y’all know we tear the shit down and how we hold it nigga) |
And we come to take shit over y’all |
(Yes we here to regulate |
and put our foot down, the shop is closin nigga) |
Always rep the street for all y’all |
(Constantly hittin y’all off with street shit |
and keep y’all niggaz open yeah |
All my niggaz, all my bitches) Whatcha’all gon’do now, |
everytime we come with that street shit |
Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, |
Yeah, we move like stonefaced cold-hearted niggaz |
Baldfaced straight retarded niggaz |
Aiyyo the shit we do be so off the hook, |
fuck around and get yo’leg broke |
and beat all in yo’face with ya foot |
We here to stay, FUCK payin a visit |
I only fuck with certain LIVE niggaz |
like my niggaz Tash and Xzibit |
Ever since I vowed to keep the shit raw |
I stay hittin niggaz with shit |
that’ll leave they fuckin face on the floor |
Everytime niggaz know when we black |
Smack a nigga so fuckin hard |
he’ll fall and probably spin on his back |
Funny how niggaz’ll always shit talk |
The very next day they will notice the difference |
in the way they bitch walk |
My street niggaz need to come for the ride |
Cause when we step up in the place |
you funny niggaz need to slide to the side |
I love to watch these funny niggaz diminish |
and while we slowly murder them niggaz |
they prayin on the MOMENT we finish |
I take you back to the very beginnin |
and beat you in yo’head from birth |
and watch you grow lovin the SHIT we be bringin |
Street niggaz keep they mind on they dream |
Focus the most on gettin they paper |
and be thoroughly reppin they team |
You know we quick to mash it down for some hours |
Quick to leave some of these niggaz shook |
runnin with the rest of them cowards |
And leave the rest of niggaz ready to dumb |
and rep the street until we all die |
could give a fuck wherever you from, NOW! |
Chorus w/ minor variations |
For all my motherfuckers |
that live in the urban city areas |
Only the urban city areas |
The ghettoes |
The neighborhoods where they got, delis, liquor stores |
and churches right across the streets from alla that |
Yeah. |
Motherfuckers sellin weed, crack, and all of that shit |
on the corner — it ain’t the right thing to do But niggaz is put in the motherfuckin, living conditions |
that have to do that shit |
The street motherfuckers |
All y’all survival of the fittest motherfuckers, SURVIVE |
This is dedicated to y’all |
Street shit |