busta rhymes - Break Ya Neck & Gimme Some More twoinone (gold collection) club djembe (JC)

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Yeah, check it out, see
The only thing you need to do right here is
Is nod your fucking head
Yeah, yeah
Break ya fucking neck, bitches
Yeah, yeah
Here we go now
Where we going now?
Where we going now?
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Give it away, give it away, give it away now
Just give it away, nigga
Yeah, here we go now
Tell me, what you really wanna do? (Come here, ma)
Talk to a nigga, talk to me
You look like you could really give it to a nigga
From the way you talk and the way ya try to walk for me
The way you really try to put it on a dawg
Doin' it like ya never did before for me
The way you break yo' back, and I break yo' neck
And the way you try to put it on the floor for me
, oh yeah
Tell me where my niggas is at (okay)
Lemme address y'all niggas one time
While I lock that down and I hit you with that
(With what?) That bomb shit
Y'all niggas know all day we be making it drop
Y'all niggas know every time I come through
This motherfucker, where we always takin' the ride
Y'all niggas know when we come, we be makin' it flop
The way we makin' it hot'll make a nigga wanna stop
Get money, then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' TEC for me
Everybody from every hood, bang yo' head
'Til you break your motherfucking neck for me
Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with
Recline yo' seat, rewind this heat
Keep bouncin' up and down these streets
So nod yo' head and
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Bang yo' head until you start to
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck
Come along now (let's put it down, nigga)
When I bounce back and they know I done caught my breath
Y'all niggas all know how we do
When the way we bang niggas in the head, and we do it to death
(Reach fo' dem backwoods)
The fire boy, you know we bakin' a ounce
I know you love the way we be givin' you the music
Making you bounce
Now fuck it up just a little for my niggas
Every time we come through
Niggas know that we did it for y'all (uh-huh)
And the way we do it for the people
Niggas know we always give it to y'all
I said, bounce (come on)
In the day time or the night, when ya creepin' along
Well, just bang this shit up in the truck
While you break yo' neck, now, motherfucker, try to figure my flow
See the way we come right through
(When we come right through)
We be always blowin' the spot, again and again
And make a nigga really wanna stop
Better tell yo' crew, yo' peeps
All my niggas better put they troops on
And gather up your soldiers, nigga
You know you better keep yo' boots on
All my niggas in the place (a yo)
Wave your hands high now, and the way we put it down
Make a nigga wonder what he really gonna try now
What ya really wanna do?
Just place your bet and put ya money where ya mouth is (ah-hoo)
All my niggas in the street, just break ya neck
And keep on bouncing
Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with
Recline yo' seat, rewind this heat
Keep bouncin' up and down these streets
So nod yo' head and
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Bang yo' head until you start to
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck
Here we go now
And you know everytime Busta-Bus be holding the fort
My nigga watch how we shutting it down
The way we put it on, coming through like a steamroller
Me and Dre, nigga, ain't no fucking around
My nigga (what?), yeah, what up?
Me and my team got a link
'Cause you know we stay chopping it up
And when we get up in the club
All of my niggas at the bar know we lockin' it up
And we get a little (high)
And we get a little (drunk)
And we get a little crunk (come on)
Lemme give y'all niggas some shit
That'll make you wanna bang this out yo' trunk (come on)
Get money, then cash that check for me
All my niggas just bust yo' TEC for me
Everybody from every hood, bang yo' head
'Til you break ya motherfuckin' neck for me
Just let me give you real street shit
To ride in yo' shit with
Recline yo' seat, rewind this heat
Keep bouncin' up and down these streets
So nod yo' head and
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Bang yo' head until you start to
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck, nigga
Break ya neck

Yeah As a shorty playing in the front yard of the crib Fell down, and I bumped my head Somebody helped me up and asked me if I bumped my head I said "Yeah" So then they said "Oh so that mean we gon, you gon switch it on em'?" I said "Yeah, Flipmode, Flipmode is the greatest" Knowing as a shorty, I was always told That if I ain't gon' be part of the greatest I gotta be the greatest myself C'mon C'mon, Yeah, C'mon Yeah nigga what, what a surprise Get ya sumn', make a nigga close both of your eyes All my niggas gettin' money capitalize Die little small guy, we on the rise Everything a nigga touch platinumize Fully equipped, you know we come wit' all the supplies Got a big gun, and I'ma show you the size You fuck wit' any of my Flipmode family ties Me and my niggaz be comin' through stalkin' you out Killin' off any and everything you talkin' about See you in the club, now we walkin' you out Shoulda' thought twice 'fo you went and opened your mouth Yo, anyway we stay keepin it movin' Fuckin' with the wrong nigga, hope you know what you doin' Now blame me, all the same niggas is lame It's not a game, makin' names still splittin' your frames! Chorus: Y'all niggas had enough? Gimme some more Y'all niggas want the wild shit? Gimme some more Yo Spliff where the weed at? Gimme some more I know ya'll niggas need that Gimme some more Even though we getting money you can Gimme some more With the cars and the big crib Gimme some more Everybody spread love Gimme some more If you want it let me hear you say Gimme some more Flash with a rash gimme my cash flickin my ash Runnin' with my money son go out with a blast Do what you want, a nigga's cuttin' the corner You fuckin' up, oh to go ahead and meet the reporter Yo, she tellin' news on how you switch to a bitch Little fake funny style, nigga chill with a snitch So now I pass and trait over your blood and to ask you Make a little room for me and all my niggas to pass through Cartier, Sidney Poitier, hooray shit What with all my niggas from around the way shit When I come through you niggas know I do my thing Bring more shit that generate money, chi-ching Arrest you lyrically flow and caress you Bless you, then a nigga come to your rescue While you assume a nigga blossom and bloom I'm comin' soon hit you with a boom gimme some room! Chorus Yo, live nigga shit know what I mean I represent while we gettin' money and reign supreme Hope you niggas know we comin' through full steam Can't see you better turn on your high beam All my niggas while I'm ringing the sireen Flipmode be the glory niggas on my team Never should you ever try to fuck wit' my cream I O.D when my shit get all in your bloodstream Everytime we be rippin' it be blowing it down Blowing you off fuckin' wit' the hottest niggas around Like it's when me and my people run through your town Holdin' it down takin' a while and then gimme my crown Ay, yo! All my people need to come and surround A nigga be hittin' so much it make you fall on the ground Sure to make you shout that's what I be all about Turnin' you out makin' all you niggas fall out!