Busta Rhymes, Rah Digga - Been Down This Road lyrics

Rah Digga
Why did the chicken cross the road? Why?
To get away from the chickenhead strangler
Haha haha
Oh he stranglin’ chickenhead ass bitches woo

You knew it wasn’t gon’ be too
Long for your girl came out
The cut shut it down ‘cause I
Just always been that type
Schemin’ schemin’ plottin’ plottin’
Comin’ for that number one spot
Y’all niggas know it ain’t a
Question if I write
I always put my foot in the ass
Of any record I get on
This shit on the air watch it
Take off without a hitch
I’m sexier than a motherfucker too (Hey hoe)
Hoe don’t be jealous tell your man to
Come and check up on his bitch (Get it girl)
I got the ass too I call
It lyric jiu jit'su piss you
Off and pluck a nerve you
Know exactly how it be
I take it that’s the reason every
Time a chick come out
Screamin’ that she the hardest they
Always comparin’ her to me
Forever be the bitch that everybody
Anticipatin’ you hatin’ effer
Know that shorty is a beast
I know you all be feelin’ a
Certain way and be dyin’ to
Try me but you know better ‘cause
You can’t afford the grief

We’ve been down this road before so
Why you wanna take that chance?
(Clinton Sparks)
These niggas want problems they
Don’t want no problems
They gettin’ more than they can stand
Homeboy why you wanna be takin’ it there?
Clown niggas always tryin’ to
Be takin’ it there (What?)
Cats talk a lot of shit don’t have no clips
Comin’ to a warzone and they ain’t prepared

You niggas can’t do me nothin’
You’d figure they stupid buggin’
Get clapped in the coupe for frontin’
Slapped on your stoop or somethin’
Back on my ruthless gunnin’ and strapped
While your crew be runnin’
From every bullet poppin’ up out of the luger
(Bussin’)
Ain’t shot if the music bumpin’ (Bitch)
Bounce with the movement cousin (Quick)
I put the whack in with the new
See how the dude we struttin’ i hotstep
(See how we do) see how my crew be rushin’
Break dudes back of they head and
Heel of they boots be touchin’
Black like we in the buildin’ and
Stack like a couple million
Act like you know the feelin’ sell
Crack just to feed my children
Black, I ain’t wit’ concealin’ the truth
While you busy stealin’ the proof
That I have to offer the
Booth for the mass appealin’
Facts that I documented wit’ tracks that
I monumented with clash that
I honor godly level like an
Army destined to kill it
Is my profession and chill it’s
A small suggestion for real
I can never stop so you
Probably would need protection

We’ve been down this road before so
Why you wanna take that chance?
These niggas want problems they
Don’t want no problems (I told y’all)
They gettin’ more than they can stand
(I was gonna produce everything)
Homeboy why you wanna be takin’ it there?
Clown niggas always tryin’ to
Be takin’ it there (What?)
Cats talk a lot of shit don’t have no clips
(Keep putting out that boom shit)
Come into a warzone and they ain’t prepared
(Makes my shit bigger)