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letra de who are you - busta rhymes

[intro]
everybody with the action ’til you hear this sh-t go
and a situation happened
sh-t get painful like a pregnant p-ssy with contractions
every b-tch’ll get to scemin’ every n-gga get to blackin’ (ah)
jahill beats holla at me

[verse 1]
you can rep it n-gga, throw it up (throw it up)
or get to steppin’ ‘fore these bullets catch you showin’ out
threw ’em to the lion, n-gga, fold ’em up
or get to throw in the fire, n-gga, blow ’em up
how could you ever imagine i’ll still get two
and then flattin’ sh-t after all of these years and make thesе n-ggas sick of
my sniper, heat seeker, to find you out lackin’
friеndly reminder, see be could, kind of get colder than the winter shiver

[chorus]
shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)
got ’em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
rolls royce wraith, sweet nap (turn up for ’em)

[verse 2]
shawty you could throw yo’ hand up, all on my n-gga
that’s standard, mami, turn yo’ ass around and make him want it from ya’
you know i only come to bat if everything’ll make the man of concoctin’ another bomb, to come and drop it on ya’
b-tch, i’m a different kind, i’m suggestin’ that you stand on a different line (different line)
richard millie, i’m livin’ in a different time
the f-ck you think? i’m only here to take what’s mine (mine)
wave the banner on the drummer
we always ready to pose on the camera for ’em (fl!ck it up)
say they love the way we be droppin’ them bangers on ’em
they here to f-ck so we can c-ck them hammers on ’em
[pre-chorus]
hold up, who’s you n-gga?
you know what i’ma do to you n-gga?
let’s go
like nas said, i’m ’bout to half-time her (mm-mm)
he said “i think i’m ’bout to flatline her”
we ’bout to flatline a n-gga
i’m ’bout to flatline her (uh huh)
we incarnate n-ggas, baptize ’em, now (get ’em)

[chorus]
shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)
got ’em thirsty in the hood, they need crack
rolls royce wraith, sweet nap (turn up for ’em)
who’s you n-gga?
you know what i’ma do to you n-gga?
let’s go (ah)

[verse 3]
now throw it up n-gga, rep your hood
you we always try to get it while the gettin’s good
b-tch, you wouldn’t of said it, well i wish you would
the energy is so kanetic, i know you wish you could
we tryna tell ’em, relax
we only be dealin’ with facts and see i be makin’ reactor n-ggas dead already (k!ll him)
see i could never really tame ’em but i be tryna change ’em
regardless i always claim ’em ’cause we blessed already (huh)
yeay, don dodda, with a holy por n-gga, top shotta (yac)
i’ma kick ya inna da face like mi them a playin’ socca
i’ll take all of ya bread like bi mon bacraba (call it)
now you see how we be movin’
see i don’t know what your provin’
could give a f-ck what your doin’ n-gga, put your hand up
f-ck the type of drug your usin’, you n-gga always been losin’
and the sh-t be so amusin’, lyin’ n-gga stand up
see how we launch another missile, n-gga
sh-t could never more official, n-gga
flatline them artificial n-ggas
and brand them n-ggas all my initials, n-gga
b-tch, we ’bout to bend the corner (bend it)
peel off in a ‘rari ’til we cross the boarder (pyoom)
i make sh-t happen ’til i need a water (fire)
only two questions ‘fore we make ’em follow orders
[pre-chorus]
who’s you n-gga?
you know what i’ma do to you n-gga?
let’s go
like nas said, i’m ’bout to half-time her (mm-mm)
instead of thinkin’ ’bout the flatline her”
we ’bout to flatline a n-gga
i’m ’bout to flatline her (uh huh)
we incarnate n-ggas, baptize ’em, now (get ’em)

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