Lyrics:

[Busta Rhymes]Yeah.. this one appears to be very forceful..Very forceful.. yeah, here we go nowNiggaz, bitches, where you at talkThug niggaz let me see y'all, yeahHah, before we slap niggaz silly with somethinand put you out your misery and your sufferinUh-oh! Yeah, and just for frontin,you got me bustin two nineswith one hand tied together or somethinAin't no mistakin we takin your trapIn case you niggaz didn't know,you fuckin with the GLADIATORS of rapOn some John Reno shit in Professional,how we accurate and precise when we bustand every move is intentionalViolate and I will get at yo' assAnd if I can't catch you track starwe'll start throwin SHIT at yo' assWait a minute nigga, hold up second,see youse a bitch and while we bust yo' assyo' faggot peoples ain't even checkinYo y'all need to send the coroner, shitLeave you lookin out a placelike youse a tourist on some foreigner shit I be that nigga and I love to experimentwith specific high-explosivesjust 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 regulateand put our foot down, the shop is closin nigga)Always rep the street for all y'all(Constantly hittin y'all off with street shitand keep y'all niggaz open yeahAll 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