Busta Rhymes, O.T. Genasis, Raekwon - Oh God lyrics

Do what it do now come on you wack niggas I
Don't mean to be bold but
Make it sound like we back in them
Sippin on quarter waters
Flow slicker than that be rocking gaters
Sizzle like raideators
Bubbling coke across the boarders
We huvercrafting across the waters
While I be splashing and blasting
The ash on them madallion big like a dish
Swag niggerish
Harder than a role of quarters
All my supporters
Heat like sawnas, got a couple heat stroaks
Call up the reporters
We got the powder for niggas that's snortеrs
Might hit the state traffic
95 shit like this is 86
Whippin rеntles transporting 80 bricks
Moving many, I got plenty, you can tell me
I'm always ready to cock the semmy
We having fun again
While we put the high, you niggas manage
Run again boom bap is pushing in front
Of the line of reastablishing
Extinktion Event 2 get it boo
My niggas on them corners for
The last 16 years get it too
You know how rough it gets
When I come through big and sloppy like
Model bitch moving her mouth
I know she want a kiss wanna diss
When I drop it
Regardlous you niggas know my name
You can never tame
Niggas thinking this shit's a game
When I unleash the flame
I don't involve myself with y'all
Most you niggas lame
You niggas is trash be ashamed
Yeah I know it's me you blame niggas came
Picture frame
Give you the type of shit that's
Too real to feel the pain

Oh god no
Let me come and give you the hard doegh
You think that you can fuck with my squad yo?
Meanwhile you niggas know it's the god, bro
Most of you mad see him getting to it

You ever seen a nigga
Talking to hear a joke?
Acting like a wrestler so you
Put him between the ropes
Hanging from the ceeling, arms swinging
Watching him holler
So you just beat him like a pinata
Niggas hate, when I'm around, they get silant
West coast, where a lot of niggas get vilant
Tryna rob me, shot, dead trying
Walk with a 9, Dez Briant you can hate
But I'm tryna get that package off
Don't play me
And tell me that the package lost
Cause I'm blasting off
In that thing, it'll make you lean
Glasses off this a warning shot
Motherfucking bean bags
I don't play no games, not a Dreamcast
Throw you there
Then your whole fam gon miss you
They rob you for your J's, miss you

Oh god no
Let me come and give you the hard doegh
You think that you can fuck with my squad yo?
Meanwhile you niggas know it's the god, bro
Most of you mad see him getting to it

Gage in his mouth, smile for the cameras
Bitch fly jumper, a kelo of thunder
In the green Wraith, I'm rich with the hunger
Fly type tapistry, niggas in my hood
Throw some pies
Shoot whatever's cleaver, show me your ring
Yo Chef, you doing your thing you niggas
Sorry niggas kill yourself
My ankel bracelet costs more than your house
The grouch
You get money, and fly the world like
Fat ass on the arm
Keep cool mommy suggest be gone
And sit where I tell you to sit
Top of my dick on the love seat
It's the kid with the headgear and sneakers
Check out his creatures bleachers

Oh god no
Let me come and give you the hard doegh
You think that you can fuck with my squad yo?
Meanwhile you niggas know it's the god, bro
Most of you mad see him getting to it