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Busta Rhymes C Mon All My Niggaz C Mon All My Bitches

?) My niggas that be holding me down (Ha hooo) And high steppin' with me (What?) C'mon all my bitches, c'mon (What?) My bitches that be reppin' with me (What?) My bitches

back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches is

em how black play Roll the dice, fuckin' with me is like snake eyes I break guys, sit back and watch my cake rise It?s all about the Benjamin's, true

[Royce Da 5'9"] {C'mon!} I smoke good like a Rasta mon All around me I'm on point like a octogon I'm the optimum I'ma be eatin until my belly stick out

!) Yeah I hear y'all but don't see you niggaz Y'all just making words rhyme, y'all ain't seeing no figgas (WHOO! C'MON!) [Chorus] [Bridge]

the way niggaz be sprintin' And jumpin' when my [unverified] bust, pullin' up in bigger trucks Like what? Hand on my nuts White gold smile, high profile Bitches

dead Night of the living MCs', the weak ones fled C'mon Bust.. [Busta Rhymes - Verse 2wo] Yo, yo, God body, wise intellegence Smack niggaz and wrestle with elephants My beloved respect my

bust a nigga ask a nigga fuck him wit shit I fuck him up good, just to smoke a L C'mon, make my day, c'mon Take me away and yo bullshit We about to

at the God God hit them niggaz with a verse real quick C'mon God niggaz is all on your dick You know what they say about niggaz who ride dicks Upstate niggaz