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Make Noise

Lenny Kravitz

Anarchy

2000

[Verse 2]
Busta Rhymes givin it to y'all niggas so check me out
While I pick up my crew and pick up Rah Digga
I'm talkin 'bout how we be puttin it down

You Don't Work, U Don't Eat

Westside Connection

Ain't a Damn Thang Changed

1991

the Lench Mob 
He gaffled for his meals (McDonald's is my spot) 
Ayo Jay Dee, kick some shit for the Maad Circle, G 

If you don't work, you don't eat,

East Coast [Remix]

Snoop Dogg

Still Striving

2017

Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up

platinum shit half wit' sin
See me in the club by the door bulgin' in
Rockin' the lin, my waves spin tight, dark skin
Baby Sham spittin' all in the mix

It's a Party

Hi-5

It's a Party

2000

Holding down the fort while we keep shit tight
Hit you with that bang shit that keep you live all night
Makin moves strong while we keep rockin on
Now

the remix, motherfucker, stand up now (yeah)

I'm very large in these streets, niggas small fry
Got a type of check I could knock your whole hood down
Go

the late great, Twista

Fuck all the lyrical shit, bitch
I'm a game spitter
And I tried to told you that I got bars
(Like what?) just like a phone charge

you faster than you poppin' pill after little pill 
Of them tabs of that shit you on, but if you want it, you got it 
You'd bump this shit too, if we

Make Noise

Lenny Kravitz

Cornerstone Mixtape

[Verse 2]
Busta Rhymes givin it to y'all niggas so check me out
While I pick up my crew and pick up Rah Digga
I'm talkin 'bout how we be puttin it down

Circle, G
[Jay Dee]
If you don't work, you don't eat, need I say more?
Cause I'm a kick my rhymes in abundant while you stay poor
Since I was 14 I raised

Certified

James Cotton

Living the Blues

1994

pimp shit
It's that pimp shit, big whips with full clips
Got mad chicks on my dick
Ridin' by, so say it loud, in your face

This right here, has been

Steppin' It Up

Redman

The Love Movement

1998

You know I plas-ter, the little bas-tard
And mastered the real way you slap the bitchest niggas backwards
Hah! Uh-oh, aiyyo, whenever Busta Rhymes

Make ya feel good, make ya feel alright
One time, feel good yeah y'all
Busta Rhymes in the place y'all
Makin' you feel real good y'all
Flipmode is

Dangerous

Busta Rhymes

When Disaster Strikes

1997

Make ya feel good, make ya feel alright
One time, feel good yeah y'all
Busta Rhymes in the place y'all
Makin' you feel real good y'all
Flipmode is

그걸 들어
빼줘 니 오빠의 lyric
Oh, bish check my name 
개학대신 계약 따냈지
Aomg got my back 
Woo with the JAY
Gray on the beat
구찌 안 입어도 이뻐 pants
Style 좋단 애보다 옷 잘

stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you

Fuck Friendz

2Pac

Until the End of Time

2001

stuttered in passion
Though slightly blinded by that ass
It was hard to keep my dick in my pants (damn)
Every time you pass got me checkin' for you

Break-A-Bitch College

Eightball & MJG

On the Outside Looking In

1994

How can a ordinary busta like me 
You know, you know
...get in Break-A-Bitch College?

{Eightball:}
Not long ago I grew up as a youngster in this shit

You know I plas-ter, the little bas-tard
And mastered the real way you slap the bitchest niggas backwards
Hah! Uh-oh, aiyyo, whenever Busta Rhymes

nation that is, that recorded the album
My man Busta Rhymes, my man Grand Puba, check it
Ugh, yeah, Flip Gray in the house
My man Buttnaked, Tim Dawg, ugh

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

If you wanna say the word is bond
Word is bond then I attack like ninja hunter
You rhyme soft like the other hunter
Heather Hunter, fake a gang bang

and 'Pac, Greg Nice
You're looking at me through the window
Asu, set it off with you nigga
Come up in here with me y'all
(Set it off nigga, for the
Niggas in

it's your fate so take the time
To contemplate what you'll be facin'
Talkin' that Hip-Hop shit, don't get shot
Bitch ‘Cause you can tell all in your

swisher sweets
Want some fucking crack
Gon' and hit me on my beep
A-I-R, sipping on the barre
Nigga you don't understand
Nigga in our car
Got 4 TV's all up