Luyện nghe bài hát Whacha Want, Whacha Need

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

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

Mystikal and Rhymes
Ohh shit the shocker and the
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 these coming harder than me
mode, no limit, who you thought it would be?

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

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

we will bomb that
All I know is they will make a
We bomb back when we contact
For better or
Make a niggas heart up and burst
You one of my niggas busting shots first
another shot off into the earth
Leave a stressed
Feeling the pain of a women child birth

See now a days everywhere we go we'll ya
Even when we swinging with bitches at the Marriot
Chickens will bust back on you and the ferries that
for me to marry ya
Ride up in my
Sorry but I having it
Thinking you can roll you were wearing a little glamor and
Acting all

Bitch
Beet it like Micheal and fuck up you
you with my grandfather's rifle
I'm to stifle

Create a your paying the prices
With the you was never richeous
I think I might just, hit you

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

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

Wacha want
Wacha nigga?
We give it to ya
you bleed nigga
Now my live niggas?
Where my live
This for my live
for my live bitches

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

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

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

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

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