Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Comin' Through , by - Busta Rhymes. Release date: 08.06.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
We Comin' Through |
| Yeah |
| Serious now |
| Serious |
| All my niggas, one, two |
| Line up and come through |
| I got shit for all of you to wild out and dumb to |
| Back and bust your gun too, nowhere to run to |
| This shit is the jerk |
| So run your jewels and your ones too |
| All my bitches, what, what |
| I like your whole strut |
| Bounce and hold your ass out |
| Make it open and close shut |
| Watch me bust a whole nut |
| Right over your whole butt |
| Slice you down with the dick |
| Just like you was a cold cut, oh, fuck |
| Now watch me dig all in your whole gut |
| Stuff it like a roast duck |
| Fucking packing a toast, what, what |
| What about you slapping the shit up out ya |
| Flipmode, we them niggas |
| And I’ma always shout ya |
| See how we high rollers |
| Smoking 'til we high zoning |
| Niggas on the corner |
| Clutter the streets in the nights roaming |
| Now see how we got you open |
| My niggas hold your post |
| Bitches if your riding with me |
| Let’s see who rocks the most |
| All my niggas (What what) |
| We coming through (What what) |
| Repping for my niggas and my bitches 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 bitches (What what) |
| We coming through (What what) |
| Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what) |
| Bounce and shake your ass out |
| Break fool and black out |
| Hit you with some shit |
| That will make all y’all just pass out |
| Know I keep that hot shit |
| Fuck up your block shit |
| Have y’all niggas stupid |
| On some straight cock your Glock shit |
| Every time we drop shit |
| There’s no way to stop shit |
| Bust y’all niggas ass |
| Then like to sit back and pop shit |
| Yo we bout to lace y’all |
| Deface the place y’all |
| With shit that feel just like |
| A fucking foot in your face y’all |
| Is you with me? |
| (Hell yeah) |
| Before I hit y’all |
| Flipmode be the niggas |
| That will be sure to split y’all |
| We will never quit y’all |
| We won’t permit y’all |
| Whack niggas to come inside |
| Like they be the shit y’all, fuck that |
| Yeah you know we blaze |
| And we wreck shop |
| Put it down for live niggas |
| While we watch the next fly |
| All my niggas pass through |
| Before we blast you |
| This shit 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 niggas |
| And we won’t put the arms down (Yeah, you know we keep it coming) |
| Yo people is good for nothing (Ayo) |
| Hot to death with shit that always keep you jumping |
| And rush the dance hall |
| Until all they ass fall |
| I make you other corny niggas |
| Get off the damn wall |
| And then we bless y’all |
| With the currently fresh y’all |
| And hit y’all niggas with flavor |
| Nothing less than the best y’all |
| Now we see how we got you open |
| My niggas hold your post |
| All my bitches wylin with me |
| Let’s see who rocks the most |
| All my niggas (What what) |
| We coming through (What what) |
| Repping for my niggas and my bitches 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 bitches (What what) |
| We coming through (What what) |
| Repping for my bitches and my niggas too (What what) |
| Bounce and shake your ass out |
| Break fool and black out |
| Hit you with some shit |
| That will make all y’all just pass out |