Niggaz Wanna Act (feat. Busta Rhymes)

Lyrics

Yo, check this out right
 Harlem on da rise
 And you don't want no problem with us guys
 M A dollar sign E
 And if you ever out tryin' to find me
 I think I should warn you
 I get hard when I want to
 Angelettie, Bad Boy, niggaz ain't ready
 Yo, you the type of cat in the building, holdin' the cracks
 Playin' some the niggaz on the corner holdin' the gatts
 Nigga come through, a nigga kill, never blow back
 You the nigga, never did but send in all the facts
 Yo, I know niggaz like you 'cuz I meet 'em all the time
 And I greet 'em with the 9 if they ever keep what's mine
 If I lose, I get loc, put a fool in the yoke
 Two to his throat, take his jewels and his coat
 More than likely, you ain't got to like me
 And this might be the last time I take you nicely
 For my legion, fill up the season and start squeezin'
 Niggaz talkin' shit, be behind the cars weavin'
 There's no breathin', ain't nobody in here leavin'
 You kill my man, I kill your bitch, now we even
 I'm from a cold world, where it's bleeding, 20 degrees in
 Fahrenheit, niggaz get sniped for no reason
 Do a lot of work, got plenty funds and many guns
 Many sons, niggaz do anything to anyone
 And on the streets I don't doubt nuttin'
 So, when you talk to Mase, better watch yo' mouth, son
 Yo, if niggaz wanna act, we can act
 You niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap
 You niggaz got gatts, we got gatts
 You niggaz wanna style, we style
 If you get foul, we get foul
 You get wild, we get wild
 If niggaz wanna act, we can act
 If niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap
 You niggaz got gatts, we got gats
 You niggaz wanna style, we style
 If you get foul, we get foul
 You get wild, we get wild
 Yo, started with a blue whip, got a silver new whip
 'Cuz feds watch when I do shit, keep poppin' up new shit, new shit
 Think the whole Harlem World on some clue shit
 We crisp bub sippers, strip club niggas
 Peace to the street team, y'all get love niggaz
 Six years ago I was the have-not nigga
 Hot nigga, represent for all my block niggaz
 Now, I'm 6 drop niggaz, baggette rock niggaz
 10 G's a show and I ain't even drop niggaz
 Shock niggaz who thought I was a pop nigga
 You go against Mase, you get your wig rocked nigga
 Players like me'll leave your whole block bitter
 Roll hard like when I see the bank stop, nigga
 Hustle is a hustle, so, I never knock a nigga
 Don't really fuck with Dame but still I cop Jigga
 If niggaz wanna act, we can act
 You niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap
 You niggaz got gatts, we got gatts
 You niggaz wanna style, we style
 If you get foul, we get foul
 You get wild, we get wild
 If niggaz wanna act, we can act
 If niggaz wanna scrap, we could scrap
 You niggaz got gatts, we got gats
 You niggaz wanna style, we style
 If you get foul, we get foul
 You get wild, we get wild
 Yo, I do this everyday, why brag about the glory?
 Tell you the whole truth, never half the story
 You wasn't no hater, you'd probably be happy for me
 Billboard first slot in every category
 Niggaz say they love me, they don't love me
 I know deep down they wanna slug me
 I feel the vibe when they hug me
 Luckily, I rock jewels that be chuckie
 Over Iceberg Rhugby, pushin' a Benz buggey
 For a better batch, roll fever for notes
 And need I approach little niggaz seated in coach
 I mean, think it's smaller than the weed in my roach
 The seed in my smoke, the niggas ain't cheap, they broke
 Oh yeah, this my dough year
 Jealousy and envy'll get you nowhere
 You don't like me, bet against me
 You right, got dough do whatever you like
 I get front row seats on the night of the fight
 My Roley too tight, how many link, loosen my ice
 And 'for I scoop the dice, bet a grand I beat the deuce twice
 Niggas who don't make dough, I can affil'ate with 'em
 I'm dyin' from a sickness known as Willieism
 Whatever you want, we can do
 We can do it better
 And you niggaz wanna scrap? We can scrap
 Niggaz wanna wild? We wild
 However niggaz like it, you get it
 Harlem World, Bad Boy, nice Chevy
 It's '97, yeah, Harlem on the rise
 And you don't really want no problem wit us guys
 Got my man Cardan with me
 K F C, D R E, Blinkey blink
 Cooda Love, Utto
 Black Fred, Big D, Puff Diddy
 You know we get bitches
 Lox, Black Rob, the whole committee
 You don't stop, we won't stop
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:09
Key
6
Tempo
96 BPM

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