Testo Whacha Want, Wahcha Need - Mystikal feat. Busta Rhymes
Testo della canzone Whacha Want, Wahcha Need (Mystikal feat. Busta Rhymes), tratta dall'album Ghetto Fabulous
Okay, we're rollin'
Yeah, uh-oh
Yeah, huh
Shouldn't have did that
Me and Busta Rhymes, uh-oh
It's Busta Rhymes and Mystikal, niggas get back
Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, haha, hahaha
It's your hard man, but I'm the one that mixed up from this shit
Hot that bullshit, hundred percent full blooded natural
Tone rap ripper, ass kicker, mad spitter
Back flipper, that much colder than the last nigga
Come from above, so y'all niggas can't fuck with mine
Come to get down like Johnny Guitar, pound rounds
You niggas takin' drugs, niggas can't ride now
Now Mr. James Brown and Master P, nigga, how?
Mystikal and Busta Rhymes, whoo, wow
Bitch, it's the shotgun, the guillotine (Guillotine)
Dial 9-1-1, I'm on fire (What?)
1-8-0-0 Can't nobody fly
Like the cotton out your pocket, then it's gotta be me
Mystikal night light, send you into permanent sleep
Ain't nann these niggas comin' harder than me
Flipmode, No Limit, who you thought it would be?
What you want, nigga? (What you want?)
What you need, nigga? (What you need?)
A nigga give it to you, nigga, 'til you bleed, nigga (Bleed)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga)
What you want, nigga? (What you want?)
What you need, nigga? (What you need?)
A nigga give it to you, nigga, 'til you bleed, nigga (Bleed)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga, what?)
Contact, we will bomb that
All that noise they makin', nigga, we will bomb that when we contact
For better or worse, see a nigga heart swell up and burst
You know one of my niggas bust a shot first
Bust another shot off into the earth
Leavin' niggas stressed, feelin' the
Pain of a woman givin' childbirth (Woo)
See nowadays, everywhere we go, we carry it
Even when we swingin' with bitches down at the Marriott
Chickens at the bus stop on Utica and Farragut
Waitin' for me to marry 'em, ride up in my chariot
Sorry, but I ain't havin' it
Thinkin' you could roll 'cause you wearin'
A little man and then actin' all arrogant
Bitch, nigga, beat it like Michael, I'll fuck up your cycle
Blast you with the grandfather rifle, I'll break your stifle
Nigga, create a crisis, I'm payin' the prices
You was the devil, you was never righteous, I think I might just
Hit you now, you know we in full gear, nigga know it ain't all fair
Prepare for warfare, niggas everywhere
Dirty there, fuck with my niggas and yo, I double dare
Bitch, don't fuck around, nigga, you'll find your trouble here
Tipsy and turnin', crispy and burnin'
Hopin' and learnin', you're yearnin' to take all of a nigga's earnin'
Rep for every grain and soil, from
Every street corner to what you wanna
From Burke 'Nam to the south of the border
No Limit and Flipmode in this bitch
While Mystikal and Busta Rhymes be straight bustin' your shit
What you want, nigga? (What you want?)
What you need, nigga? (What you need?)
A nigga give it to you, nigga, 'til you bleed, nigga (Bleed)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga, what?)
Call it outside fries with the Popeye chicken and biscuit
Go all out or fall out, I'm not playin' with these dog shit
Put your belt in if your britches don't fit ya
Paul Lang and Nac swangin' on the track
We some big old niggas in some fuckin' old shit
And if you tryna do somethin', my shit get cold with ya
I'm scratchin', you can't match me
Known for gettin' nasty, cigarette ashes
Once I get the fuckin' started, you can't stop
Oh, you done fucked up now
Mystikal and Busta Rhymes like Dolemite and Redd Foxx
They frightened of the braids, runnin' from the dreadlocks
What you want, nigga? (What you want?)
What you need, nigga? (What you need?)
A nigga give it to you, nigga, 'til you bleed, nigga (Bleed)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
I'm from Atlanta, nigga (Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga)
From Atlanta, nigga (From Atlanta, nigga, what?)
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Writer(s): Michael Tyler, Trevor Smith, Craig Stephen Lawson
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