streets y'all (All night) (Yeah yeah) All my niggas (Yeah yeah) All my bitches (Yeah yeah) All my thugs (Yeah yeah) All my soldiers (Yeah yeah) All
streets y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all Finesse shit and leave the spot
all You know we hang out in the streets y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all
y'all All night Yes yes y'all I be the god up in the flesh y'all Bless y'all With nothing but the best y'all Finesse shit and leave the spot up
I strike I ain't know the real deal until last night How, one of them brothers was locked with bankroll Used to call my crib to see seventy-four Kick rhymes
now we'll still be on top We've just begun Thank you ... thank you B.I.G. forever Bad Boy baby You know the rest [Busta Rhymes] Fuck y'all niggaz wanna
is at? We got the real live shit Fuck y'all niggaz wanna do It's all fucked up now What I'ma do now, huh? What I'ma do now? It's all fucked up now
On) [P. Did] Ladies tell me if your feelin {*alright*} [Rhymes] And are ya sure that your up for doin it {*all night*} [P. Did] I Like this [Busta Rhymes
] Ladies tell me if your feelin {alright} [Rhymes] And are ya sure that your up for doin it {all night} [P. Did] I Like this [Busta Rhymes] Listen, before
[Chester Bennington] Together we made it We made it even though we had our backs up against the wall [Busta Rhymes:] See you survived the worst but
very proud to have been a part of that throughout the years I'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real And love to all my niggas
put bucks on they books I give a fuck about a cop or a G man They all talk shit, their breath smellin' like semen I catch 'em in the alley all alone
All right when we go up in this goddamn house All I want is the motherfuckin' kids As far as pops I don't give a fuck what you do Bust him in his motherfuckin
a hostage a night Dog shit and break out on the next flight This is Grand Larceny Grand Larceny I'm a kleptomaniac when a jam is packed You can fight all night
girlies and I don't mean maybe The way I rhyme no one will ever slay me And I ain't lyin' rhyme do pay me ! Rhyme pays ---- !! Verse three: I'm notorious
