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lirik lagu oh no – busta rhymes

[intro: busta rhymes]
b*tch, what’s the problem?
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout, my n*gga? i got ’em
(dready)
i got ’em

[verse 1: busta rhymes]
b*tch, what’s the problem?
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout? n*gga, i got ’em
need i remind ’em? they must’ve forgotten
f*ck this b*tch up from the top to the bottom
k!ll ’em all ’til they decay and they rotten
whip sh*t i can’t pr*nounce, just know it’s foreign
sp*ceship outside and the fiber is carbon
i’m making ’em sick again, b*tch, go ‘head, vomit
b*tch, what’s the problem?
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout? n*gga, i got ’em
me takin’ l’s, that talk is so uncommon
and sh*t, hide they sh*t before my n*ggas rob ’em
you better off dead or probably playin’ possum
and stay on the ground ’cause there’s no better option
then f*ck up this b*tch with another concoction
clear out the block with a blare from the shotgun (shotgun)
b*tch, what’s the problem?
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout, my n*gga? i got ’em
clown n*ggas from miles away, we still spot ’em
man, f*ck around and end up on a milk carton
n*gga wonderin’ who shot him
grave located, don’t post these n*ggas garden
pop n*ggas up, now watch how i’ma rock ’em
i chop a brick up, now watch how they gon’ cop ’em
i mop the clique up on top of how i flop ’em
get got in your gut no matter how i drop ’em
plot against us, then watch how we just stop ’em
what we ‘posed to do? n*gga from the bottom
plant the money tree and get the money when it blossom
how the f*ck is they gon’ stop him?
clout thirsty n*ggas on the ‘gram, we block ’em
pull up and watch the way the b*tches flock ’em
[pre*chorus: busta rhymes & waka flocka flame]
(flocka! waka flocka!)
most you n*ggas really caca (and)
get the pass and meet mavaca (and)
b*tch, you know i keep the choppa (and)
every single time i pop up (and)
pop, i make the ratchet pop*pop (pop*pop*pop)
pop, i make that ratchet pop*pop

[chorus: busta rhymes]
think you n*ggas can f*ck with my clique? i say, “oh no, no” (no)
how could he be better? n*gga could be never, oh no, no (no)
f*ck the building up, promoters screaming out, “oh no, no” (no)
until they shut us down, they got every hood fiending like, “oh no, no” (no)

[verse 2: busta rhymes]
b*tch, what’s the problem?
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout? n*gga, i got ’em
(watch how i) how i wack ’em and i sock ’em
outer sp*ce with it how i mr. spock ’em
then cop me a planet, f*ck it up like saddam
batmobile whippin’, pullin’ up to gotham
chamomile sippin’, countin’ blood with pac*man
gotta chill, b*tches know i beg your pardon (your pardon)
b*tch, what’s the problem?
how we f*ck sh*t up, my n*gga? i got ’em
y’all n*ggas know that what we do is awesome
you’re better off leavin’, purchase you a coffin (a coffin)
you gon’ thank me in the morning
you know i keep shootin’, the gun barrel scorching
lay you to rest and spin the wheel of fortune
do sh*t that keep all of you n*ggas talkin’
b*tch, what’s the problem?
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout, my n*gga? i got ’em
f*ck sh*t up here and all the way to scotland
and bruck him up where there’s no reason to pop him
and talk my sh*t clear while every speaker knockin’
motherf*cker got ’em flockin’
i talk to the streets, that be my final calling
walk and go sleep, that be your final warning
[pre*chorus: busta rhymes & waka flocka flame]
(flocka! waka flocka!)
most you n*ggas really caca (and)
get the pass and meet mavaca (and)
b*tch, you know i keep the choppa (and)
every single time i pop up (and)
pop, i make the ratchet pop*pop (pop*pop*pop)
pop, i make that ratchet pop*pop

- busta rhymes

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