Get Out!! (Amended Version) - Busta Rhymes
Written by：Traditional
Yeah yeah yeah get out
Such a remarkable sound get out
Yeah get out of here
Such a remarkable sound
Flip mode get down now
Yeah check it out get out of here
Such a remarkable sound
Bust a rhymes get out
Coming through get down get out
What's the deal now get out of here
Yeah yeah
Are you ready to get on who me
And cause such a reaction that the mothaf**ka's go ooh wee
It's like a group of happy children
Yo it's such a feeling
To see all of my live ni**a's carry on now
Oh see how I be getting so passionate
I get a thrill even when I bust my gun off by accident
The God bless glory success story
White boy billy put a stash up in my armrest for me
The way I f**ks it up it's like a f**k fest for me
I get on last and demolish everything before me
We run sh*t and that's a fact now you're whack now
And ain't no f**king turning back now so relentless
I won't even let you niggas finish a f**king sentence
Call for my people like a school attendance
And then I strike with a f**king vengence
Finger on my trigger
Figure I'll blast every last one of you b**ch niggas
So get out
B**ch ni**a just get out
You need to just get out of here
Police'll try to close the club get out
You really should get out
You need to just get out of here
B**ch if you ain't got your own dough get out
You need to just get out
You really should get out of here
If you fronting like you really live get out
And you know you not get out
You need to just get out of here
The one world alliance
Flip mode the most reliant for the thorough guidance
On how to get most of this money like a secret science
Only the live ni**a's allowed there's nothing you can do
Fronting with your crew while you talking to corny b**ches too
Nevertheless address the cheddar for the treasure chest
And bless the spot before the thugs protest one time
I hope y'all know just what the motherf**k you dealing with
With so much platinum for the street you thought I was a silversmith
We phat now so look at how we brought it back now
And made it possible for street niggas to hold a stack now
And become the wealthiest healthiest
And bring the fire that will reach about 1000 degrees Celsius
Hold on banker's money better roll on or sing a broke folk song
My ni**a's so long he paid with a big brim hat just like a lampshade
And bounce wilding in the truck the joints my ni**a ramp made
We be them new millennium prime time niggas
Walk a fine line niggas sipping fine wine niggas
Now if you cross the line and f**k around them blind niggas
With so much pressure it's like we did the illest crime ni**a
What you know I'm like a loco man noble man
Turned global man ripping bi coastal like a postal man
And when we come you know we came to get it
And what you need to do is bounce if you ain't f**king with it
So get out
B**ch ni**a just get out
You need to just get out of here
Police'll try to close the club get out
You really should get out
You need to just get out of here
B**ch if you ain't got your own dough get out
You need to just get out
You really should get out of here
If you frontinf like you really live get out
And you know you not get out
You need to just get out of here
Get out get out get out of here
Get out get out get out of here