Luyện nghe bài hát What's Happening

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

[Method
I came to bring the pain, hard to the brain
Tical... I'm bustin' ass again
I burn acid rain, that acid slang
These niggaz try'nna see how I ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, for president
Be in hell Dazel and George just for the hell of it
And I ain't yellow kid, flows hot as get
Now if you ain't fuckin' that, you must be celibate
Spaz! Just a little, got a lookin' fizzle
Little hash in the middle, 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 ain't any left
I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a less
fast (come on) bank cash (come on)
Everybody do it your stank ass (just come on)

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

[Interlude: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Yeah... let 'em talk, nigga, on Bust
(Aiyo, Meth, let me get at niggaz) Yeah!

[Busta
Now watch me back 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 and babble you can watch me patiently waiting
Aimin', attackin', instead I'mma let one of my bitches you
I ain't watch you when niggaz'll try
To a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant), once I you the pressure
And then I apply it and then your breathing is and totally quiet (sss..
oh)
Captain of ship, so call me the pilot
I you and your crew to collide with me
Die, on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand cattle
That'll 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!
shit'll make you..

[Chorus: Busta

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

Rhymes] (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 here to blackout, follow the now
Just my heat, and you know I'm gonna
keep the street, but nigga did you
Know when you to lose it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get stupid, my nigga}

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

[Method
Now who is he? Dope M.C. killin these
Wack get pimp slapped, give me some powder
Click-clack, one in back, now think about it
Get back, runnin' your gap, I allow it

Rhymes]
Well nigga (set it off) you know we seeing it through God
The streets be niggaz like me and you, God
Aiyo, I think we're up, seen it here, we got a mile, yo
Logical, we of done this shit a long time ago

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

[Chorus: Busta & Method Man)]

Method Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Every day, rotation, come with it! (Let me talk... come on, hah)
(Aiyo God) Yeah, lord? (Flipmode/Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't some shit?)
That's shit, absotruthly, Busta Bust! (Meth Tical!)
Yeah... (yeah, let me know when you do that again, God)
we can do that right now, shout out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!