Luyện nghe bài hát What's Happening

(featuring Rhymes)
[Intro: Busta (Method Man)]
Aiyo, (What up, fam?)
You know Busta-Bust had to see you, God, it's good to see you, God
(Good too see you too, God)
take the streets for a little ride (Okay, we ridin' high)
Yeah, you better light L, smoke your L
And (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you ever disrespect the Bust or (find their mentor)
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets lookin' for this one for a long time
(Yeah, aiyo) on!

Man]
I came to the pain, more hard to the brain
Tical... I'm that ass again
I burn acid rain, that acid slang
These niggaz try'nna see how I come ash
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, for president
Be in hell with Dazel and just for the hell of it
And I ain't kid, flows hot as kettle get
Now if you ain't fuckin' with that, you must be
Spaz! a little, got a sack lookin' fizzle
hash in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup
Mommy if you got a fat ass, it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work til their any left
I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a less
Think (come on) bank cash (come on)
do it with your stank ass (just come on)

[Chorus: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
you rob somebody (what?) grab somebody (what?)
Stomp somebody (what?) slap (what?)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip (what?)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the (what?)
Brooklyn (come on!) (come on!)
down to Long Island (come on!)
Bronx, nigga (come on!) (come on!)
To and every hood what's happening? (come on!)

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Yeah... let 'em talk, nigga, come on
(Aiyo, Meth, let me get at niggaz) Yeah!

[Busta
Now watch me your shit up, I hope your people pull up
And up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to move
While I'm singin', ma, do you let you of all of your
Figure sketching, never believe in your niggaz (come on!)
Go head and babble you can watch me patiently
Aimin', attackin', instead let one of my bitches slap you
I ain't you when your niggaz'll try
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant), once I give you the
And then I apply it and then your is stop and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of ship, so call me the pilot
I leave you and crew to collide with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just a herd of a thousand cattle
travel over your face and frazzle your shit
Shot you, worst than a and then be torturin' you
And get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
This make you..

Busta Rhymes]

[Interlude: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Haha, the truth... my nigga
(Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk) Let me talk! (huh)

[Busta (Method Man) {both}
Can't you see I got for you now
(Shake your big fat ass in of me now)
To all my high bidders (to all my niggaz)
{We to blackout, follow the story now
feel my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Just keep the street, but did you
Know when you bout to it, my nigga
And you we gon' get real stupid, my nigga}

Rhymes]
See the police (what?) Fireman coming (what?)
Street niggaz to riot and start dummin' (what?)
I love to see it, whenever you and man frontin' (what?)
Me and Meth'll step to you, quick! And somethin' (what?)

Man]
Now who is he? Dope M.C. these cowards
Wack niggaz get slapped, give me some powder
Click-clack, one in back, now think about it
Get back, your gap, I can't allow it

[Busta
Well every nigga (set it off) you know we seeing it God
The streets be niggaz like me and you, God
Aiyo, I think we're up, it from here, we got a mile, yo
Logical, we should of done this a long time ago

Man]
I got that that make rappers shit in they shoes
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and in they food
Man, don't tempt me, I'm like a curious child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, with childs (this shit'll make you)

[Chorus: Busta & Method Man)]

[Outro: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Every day, every rotation, come it! (Let me talk... come on, hah)
(Aiyo God) Yeah, lord? (Flipmode/Wu-Tang, nigga, that some shit?)
some shit, absotruthly, Busta Bust! (Meth Tical!)
Yeah... (yeah, let me know you wanna do that again, God)
Shit we can do that now, shout out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!