Luyện nghe bài hát What's Happening

(featuring Rhymes)
[Intro: 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 better light your L, 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 lookin' for this one for a long time
(Yeah, aiyo) on!

[Method
I came to bring the pain, hard to the brain
Tical... I'm that ass again
I burn like acid rain, acid slang
These niggaz try'nna see how I ash again
and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for president
Be in hell with Dazel and just for the hell of it
And I yellow 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
Little hash in the middle, it at? In the middle, yup
if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by X
And M-E-F gon' work til their ain't any
I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a less
Think fast (come on) bank (come on)
Everybody do it with stank ass (just come on)

[Chorus: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Make you rob somebody (what?) grab (what?)
Stomp (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you wanna to the bar and sip Bacardi (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!

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

[Chorus: Rhymes]

[Interlude: Man (Busta Rhymes)]
Haha, the truth... my nigga
(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 to blackout, follow the story now
Just feel my heat, and you know I'm
Just the street, but nigga did you
when you bout to lose it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get stupid, my nigga}

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

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

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

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

[Chorus: Rhymes & Method Man)]

Method 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?)
That's some shit, absotruthly, Bust! (Meth Tical!)
Yeah... (yeah, let me when you wanna do that again, God)
Shit we can do right now, shout out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!