MusicGu.ru

Chorus: (x2)

We are on a mission

No smooth talk straight up dissin`

You tried to step to usBut your punk ass missedBooya, NANA you

can`t touch this



Rap verse 1 (ski):

I flip on any scrip put in front of me yo

Murder n` a vision of life ,You Better keep it Down Low

Step to me with caution ,Booya the raw shit

Ah the dan dada ,Smooth T. and keep it flawless

Rolls with the click ,Quit the buzz show shit

97 Booya aint havin` it ,Uh

Now playas keep hatin and fakinBut we be makin figures with the

dan dada huligan nigga

Hoody sportin ,Shit talkinI could walk in any area and lyrically

bury yaBeat you up then carry ya

To the symmatery so I can bury ya



Rap verse 2 (Pappa Bear):

Now let me make it clear nigga once and for all

That is the season ,To give reason ,And make pleasin

You woman when you out on the showI`m slappin that ass on your

bitch Down Low

The flow that you spoke was too damn original

The shit that you wrote was too damn digital

Funk as vis-sion back to your mama

I know where to find ya ,Here comes pappaBefore you bend over

put some grease on your assCause NANA`s gonna come to make a

mess



>Chorus (x2)



Rap verse 3 (T.C.):

Hamburg in da house (ah ha)

It`s Brooklyn in da house (ha ha ha )

Young black is in da house (ho hoo)

My man bulo is in da house (thats right y`all)

Check it Toni C. the fairytale tella

Writtin out lyrically with natures roccafella

In the music industry we are million record sella (ho hoo)

And lots of cash like mister roccafella

We all came together for our man NANA

You know the darkman the real dark brotha

So all you jealous muthafuckas step back

Cause NANA`s in da house he`s about to attack

We are money maka ,you nothin but a faka

Called Booya music aka under taka

So check this out I gotta pass the mic.

Who else man it`s the short lord check it



Rap verse 4 (Short Lord):

hey you wassup wit da gadi la di dadi

Ask anybody who likes to party

Da any would be wanna test me

I kill em softly ,quickly

The Black ,The Short Lord from da booya clan

Lyrically i`m stoned out warmly

I`m washing tone with a spoon

Anyway I dedicate this one to my man

And ANA these niggas who wanna play

Phony MC`s better play wit maxwell halibury

They ain`t comin at me when I drop my war collabsery

Straighten that be matter of fact i`m all that

Like the boy Down Low they just makin a noise

How are some of ya about to blow out this bluff

When I said from cuffs we won`t stop

Definetly got the niggas to hold the fuck up

Hold up Flip Da Scrip niggas some want a mic check

want to knock you by the section

Like a shock on can we rhyme? on my drama

Then they got shy in your areaShort lord tha dope rhymer gonna

raid all ya playa hatas



Rap verse 5 (Black):

Why why why we live and direct out to cut

Yes I know that dirty shit how far niggas will go

To come up with a name like Down LowAnd represent that shit out of show

You niggas are too slow ,And you niggas don`t know

About a freestyle flow ,I kill you soft and slow

I`m about to set this shit loose to your chest straight to ya

Black and Short Lord a new addition to Booya (Booya)

For all you wannabe`s who try flip da scrip

Your scrip got flippedFrom NANA to Bulo ,Now you niggas know

That we don`t take no shit and how Booya flow

On and on wit da bomb style flowRepresentin hip hop now you know

It`s live and direct comin` from the booya camp

Toni hook tha nigga ,My plug in my mic. into an amp

And i`m out and it`s like that

And i`m out and it`s like that

>Chorus (x2)



Rap verse 6:

Aaah ,If I threw a pen at your head it will leave a dot

That would be bigger than the brain you contain .InsaneNow here

is the new agendaThe shit is called rap not a "raap" muthafucka

So step behind the lines let me show you how it`s done

You call yourself a gangsta but you never seen a gun

And the shit you call funk is a smell out of flow

So I think it`s time for you muthafuckas to go down



Rap verse 7:

Now check me King of this side Atlantic

Cause y`all be fakin moves like Maria-ness on strings

Oh` could you hear him comin`

Name NANA supa fly dada

Booya in ya ear ,So bring your own right now

Cause i`m back from the dead to rule whatever`s mine

To my black folks never given a back stroke

It`s been a long time comin` judgment day is on it`s way

Lorde lorde lorde ,I swingin the sword of the good lord

Hell is alassia ,Hey your runnin from the emporor

Seen em like no fake ,Wanna a piece of my biceps?

Now I flex and take them nice and my bets

I got to screw my brothers by these snakes o industry

And gotta watch my back before you dose ambush me

You croocked demons lookin at me like you want something

I`m down with Booya and we out with the cash



Bridge (Alex prince):

He-e-eere is the lady of the house

Singin nominee with a melodyEverybody sha de da-e-a

All you playa hatas stop back

Booya is about to attack

Muthafuckas be aware

Booya soldiers are every where



>Chorus (x2)



Bridge (Aleks aka Mazaya):

This is Aleks the one with the KBooya is the place to stay

This is the way we rock a party

Like slick rick la di da di

Ain`t nothin like a booya party



Rap verse 8 (Daisy Dee):

Hey NANA lets start some fire

Makin Booya big so the suckers can retire

Admire a female like Dee ,Bitches try to copy

Wanna hurt me Or my familyTwo Caps on your head night night sleep

tight (fuck you)

All the jealousy makes me love my enemy

Baby if you don`t hear ,then you betta clear

When my Booya men are restin the females are still there



Why why why why why why



Rap verse 9 (NANA) :

Make way here I come it`s the number one contenda

Heavy weight champion stop trippin surrenda

Blaw blaw to you door you ain`t comin` back for more

Knock you on the ground ,Say hi to the floor (hi)

This is how we do it 1997Booya comin` straight for your ass representinGot

Toni C. ,Short lord ,Black ,Ski the dan dada

Bulo ,Swift ,Daisy Dee ,Jan and the pappa bear

Be aware check check one two check

Old school style still flyin in full affect

Get in shape with your punk ass crew before you step

Booya will do ya and break your fuckin neck

Let me tell you one thing before we get neck to neck

Give me a sec and let me see who`s next

Yeay yeah this is how we do Booya style

When you step to us you better bow down and smile

No need to apply for the competition

Booya in the house and we are on a mission

Peace goes out to all the non-believin back stabbin stakes on my jock

y`all can`t fade us cause it`s 97 booya NANA representin every day all

day throw all the past away ,Suckas ,Blaw in ya face



>Chorus....

speech outro till end

Chorus: (x2)

We are on a mission

No smooth talk straight up dissin`

You tried to step to usBut your punk ass missedBooya, NANA you

can`t touch this



Rap verse 1 (ski):

I flip on any scrip put in front of me yo

Murder n` a vision of life ,You Better keep it Down Low

Step to me with caution ,Booya the raw shit

Ah the dan dada ,Smooth T. and keep it flawless

Rolls with the click ,Quit the buzz show shit

97 Booya aint havin` it ,Uh

Now playas keep hatin and fakinBut we be makin figures with the

dan dada huligan nigga

Hoody sportin ,Shit talkinI could walk in any area and lyrically

bury yaBeat you up then carry ya

To the symmatery so I can bury ya



Rap verse 2 (Pappa Bear):

Now let me make it clear nigga once and for all

That is the season ,To give reason ,And make pleasin

You woman when you out on the showI`m slappin that ass on your

bitch Down Low

The flow that you spoke was too damn original

The shit that you wrote was too damn digital

Funk as vis-sion back to your mama

I know where to find ya ,Here comes pappaBefore you bend over

put some grease on your assCause NANA`s gonna come to make a

mess



>Chorus (x2)



Rap verse 3 (T.C.):

Hamburg in da house (ah ha)

It`s Brooklyn in da house (ha ha ha )

Young black is in da house (ho hoo)

My man bulo is in da house (thats right y`all)

Check it Toni C. the fairytale tella

Writtin out lyrically with natures roccafella

In the music industry we are million record sella (ho hoo)

And lots of cash like mister roccafella

We all came together for our man NANA

You know the darkman the real dark brotha

So all you jealous muthafuckas step back

Cause NANA`s in da house he`s about to attack

We are money maka ,you nothin but a faka

Called Booya music aka under taka

So check this out I gotta pass the mic.

Who else man it`s the short lord check it



Rap verse 4 (Short Lord):

hey you wassup wit da gadi la di dadi

Ask anybody who likes to party

Da any would be wanna test me

I kill em softly ,quickly

The Black ,The Short Lord from da booya clan

Lyrically i`m stoned out warmly

I`m washing tone with a spoon

Anyway I dedicate this one to my man

And ANA these niggas who wanna play

Phony MC`s better play wit maxwell halibury

They ain`t comin at me when I drop my war collabsery

Straighten that be matter of fact i`m all that

Like the boy Down Low they just makin a noise

How are some of ya about to blow out this bluff

When I said from cuffs we won`t stop

Definetly got the niggas to hold the fuck up

Hold up Flip Da Scrip niggas some want a mic check

want to knock you by the section

Like a shock on can we rhyme? on my drama

Then they got shy in your areaShort lord tha dope rhymer gonna

raid all ya playa hatas



Rap verse 5 (Black):

Why why why we live and direct out to cut

Yes I know that dirty shit how far niggas will go

To come up with a name like Down LowAnd represent that shit out of show

You niggas are too slow ,And you niggas don`t know

About a freestyle flow ,I kill you soft and slow

I`m about to set this shit loose to your chest straight to ya

Black and Short Lord a new addition to Booya (Booya)

For all you wannabe`s who try flip da scrip

Your scrip got flippedFrom NANA to Bulo ,Now you niggas know

That we don`t take no shit and how Booya flow

On and on wit da bomb style flowRepresentin hip hop now you know

It`s live and direct comin` from the booya camp

Toni hook tha nigga ,My plug in my mic. into an amp

And i`m out and it`s like that

And i`m out and it`s like that

>Chorus (x2)



Rap verse 6:

Aaah ,If I threw a pen at your head it will leave a dot

That would be bigger than the brain you contain .InsaneNow here

is the new agendaThe shit is called rap not a "raap" muthafucka

So step behind the lines let me show you how it`s done

You call yourself a gangsta but you never seen a gun

And the shit you call funk is a smell out of flow

So I think it`s time for you muthafuckas to go down



Rap verse 7:

Now check me King of this side Atlantic

Cause y`all be fakin moves like Maria-ness on strings

Oh` could you hear him comin`

Name NANA supa fly dada

Booya in ya ear ,So bring your own right now

Cause i`m back from the dead to rule whatever`s mine

To my black folks never given a back stroke

It`s been a long time comin` judgment day is on it`s way

Lorde lorde lorde ,I swingin the sword of the good lord

Hell is alassia ,Hey your runnin from the emporor

Seen em like no fake ,Wanna a piece of my biceps?

Now I flex and take them nice and my bets

I got to screw my brothers by these snakes o industry

And gotta watch my back before you dose ambush me

You croocked demons lookin at me like you want something

I`m down with Booya and we out with the cash



Bridge (Alex prince):

He-e-eere is the lady of the house

Singin nominee with a melodyEverybody sha de da-e-a

All you playa hatas stop back

Booya is about to attack

Muthafuckas be aware

Booya soldiers are every where



>Chorus (x2)



Bridge (Aleks aka Mazaya):

This is Aleks the one with the KBooya is the place to stay

This is the way we rock a party

Like slick rick la di da di

Ain`t nothin like a booya party



Rap verse 8 (Daisy Dee):

Hey NANA lets start some fire

Makin Booya big so the suckers can retire

Admire a female like Dee ,Bitches try to copy

Wanna hurt me Or my familyTwo Caps on your head night night sleep

tight (fuck you)

All the jealousy makes me love my enemy

Baby if you don`t hear ,then you betta clear

When my Booya men are restin the females are still there



Why why why why why why



Rap verse 9 (NANA) :

Make way here I come it`s the number one contenda

Heavy weight champion stop trippin surrenda

Blaw blaw to you door you ain`t comin` back for more

Knock you on the ground ,Say hi to the floor (hi)

This is how we do it 1997Booya comin` straight for your ass representinGot

Toni C. ,Short lord ,Black ,Ski the dan dada

Bulo ,Swift ,Daisy Dee ,Jan and the pappa bear

Be aware check check one two check

Old school style still flyin in full affect

Get in shape with your punk ass crew before you step

Booya will do ya and break your fuckin neck

Let me tell you one thing before we get neck to neck

Give me a sec and let me see who`s next

Yeay yeah this is how we do Booya style

When you step to us you better bow down and smile

No need to apply for the competition

Booya in the house and we are on a mission

Peace goes out to all the non-believin back stabbin stakes on my jock

y`all can`t fade us cause it`s 97 booya NANA representin every day all

day throw all the past away ,Suckas ,Blaw in ya face



>Chorus....

speech outro till end

Адрес электронной почты		example@domain.ru
Код заказа		999-999
Нажмите после заполнения
Пожалуйста, вводите корректный адрес электронной почты, так как на этот адрес будет отправлена дополнительная ссылка на загрузку выбранной Вами песни. Если был указан неправильный адрес электронной почты, вы можете его исправить. Для исправления адреса электронной почты отправьте электронно письмо в службу поддержки (support@musicgu.ru). В письме укажите полученный Вами код и корректный адрес электронной почты. Отправляя сообщение на один из предоставленных номеров Вы подтверждаете свое согласие с Правилами использования сайта и Пользовательским соглашением.