Lyrics:

[Busta Rhymes] Yeah.. this one appears to be very forceful.. Very forceful.. yeah, here we go now Niggaz, bitches, where you at talk Thug niggaz let me see y'all, yeah Hah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethin and put you out your misery and your sufferin Uh-oh! Yeah, and just for frontin, you got me bustin two nines with one hand tied together or somethin Ain't no mistakin we takin your trap In case you niggaz didn't know, you fuckin with the GLADIATORS of rap On some John Reno shit in Professional, how we accurate and precise when we bust and every move is intentional Violate and I will get at yo' ass And if I can't catch you track star we'll start throwin SHIT at yo' ass Wait a minute nigga, hold up second, see youse a bitch and while we bust yo' ass yo' faggot peoples ain't even checkin Yo y'all need to send the coroner, shit Leave you lookin out a place like youse a tourist on some foreigner shit I be that nigga and I love to experiment with specific high-explosives just to take y'all niggaz out of this element, NOW!! [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] Cause we got new shit for y'all (All my niggaz in the spots, y'all know we tear the shit down and how we hold it nigga) And we come to take shit over y'all (Yes we here to regulate and put our foot down, the shop is closin nigga) Always rep the street for all y'all (Constantly hittin y'all off with street shit and keep y'all niggaz open yeah All my niggaz, all my bitches) Whatcha'all gon' do now, everytime we come with that street shit [Busta Rhymes] Hah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Yeah, we move like ston