Luyện nghe bài hát Whacha Want, Whacha Need

Camera
Shouldn't a did
Me and Busta
Busta Rhymes and Mystikal
Ha ha ha ha

Bitch I'm on a
Not the one to be mixed up from this and that nigga
Hundred percent, blooded natural, rap whipper
Ass kicker, mad spliffer, flipper
That much than the last nigga
Come from my pops so ain't fucking with me
I come to get down, it's time to get
I you chicken bust a cap
I'm the one mixed with duggery and Master

and Busta Rhymes
Ohh the shocker and the guillotine
Down, now put my gun on
One eight zero zero nobody fly
the cotton off your bottom then its gotta be me
Late at night, out, you in a pertinent sleep
Ain't many of niggas coming harder than me
Flip mode, no limit, who you thought it be?

want nigga?
Wacha nigga?
We gonna it to ya
Until you nigga
Now where my niggas?
Where my bitches?
This for my live
for my live bitches

Now wacha nigga?
Wacha nigga?
We give it to you
Until you bleed
Now where my live
Where my live
This for my niggas
This for my bitches

Contact we will bomb
All I is they will make a nigga
We will bomb when we contact
For or worse
Make a niggas swell up and burst
You know one of my niggas busting shots
Bust shot off into the earth
Leave a nigga
Feeling the pain of a giving child birth

See now a days we go we'll carry ya
Even when we swinging with down at the Marriot
that will bust back on you and the ferries that
Waiting for me to ya
up in my chariot
Sorry but I having it
you can roll 'cause you were wearing a little glamor and
Acting all

nigga
Beet it Micheal and fuck up you cycle
Blast you with my rifle
I'm to stifle

Create a your paying the prices
the devil you was never richeous
I I might just, hit you now?

You know you can fold here, niggas it ain't all there
for warfare, niggas is everywhere
Fuck with my we are double there
Flip mode you'll find trouble here
Tipsy and turning, crispy and
and learning
You to take hold of a niggas burning

Reps for grain of salt from every street corner
The ones you from Brooklyn to the south of the border
No Limit and Flip in this bitch
While Mystikal and Busta Rhymes be straight your shit

Wacha nigga?
need nigga?
We gonna it to ya
you bleed nigga
Now where my niggas?
Where my bitches?
This for my live
This for my bitches

Now wacha want
Wacha need
We give it to you
Untill you nigga
Now where my live
my live bitches?
This for my niggas
This for my bitches

I another side of fries with my poppa's chicken and bisquit
Take the out, fall out
I'm not with these dumb bitches
you doing if your riches don't fit ya?
Ball playing and swinging on a
We some big old
Not dead old niggas
Bitch you to do something
I'm get on with ya

I'm
You can't
I'm for getting nasty
With my ass
Once I get this started you can't stop
Oww you done up now
Mystikal and Busta Rhymes like and Red Fox
They frightened of the braids, from the dread lox

Wacha want
need nigga?
We gonna it to ya
Untill you nigga
Now my live niggas?
Where my bitches?
This for my niggas
for my live bitches

Now want nigga?
need nigga?
We give it to you
you bleed nigga
Now where my niggas?
my live bitches?
This for my niggas
This for my bitches