Killin' Em Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Attention please, cause it's whoop-ass season! 

[Hook] 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

You killin' em baby, you know that baby 

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[Busta Rhymes] 

It's getting warm in here; lemme roll my sleeves up 

You Fettuccine Alfredo n*ggas is gas 

I respect your outfit, but I'm afraid your ass is trash 

Funny but I always seem to have the last laugh 

And bag a b*tch with the potato bag ass 

Yesterday I was quiet and made the ass glad 

Today I dropped another heater and it made the ass mad 

F*ckers, we have got it in a bag and in the stash 

Then do the sh*t that make the b*tches act bad 

See this moment is addictive motherf*cker 

How I kill sh*t, they say, "He a vindictive motherf*cker" 

I see the way niggers be hating when I get in the spot 

They b*tches be hallucinating when I spit 

Ain't no replacement when I quit so sick 

Got them singing I'm amazing when I sh*t 

When they come and see the movie and they sit 

They would come to witness it, I was the greatest in the flick 

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Uncle L, talk to 'em! 

[Hook] 

[LL Cool J] 

Ladies love me, I'm on my Breezy 

Encore, L, future of the funk 

Without my stamp on it, how this joint gonna bump? 

Let them taste the vintage, they want a free lunch 

I guess they don't know we playing ourselves, trump 

Our nose in the air looking all stopped up 

This is the anti-hista-green for the broke pop slut 

You wanna impress me? Start manning up 

Say something that sound like you piss standing up 

You're lucky I made it out, the hood's bad enough 

Get you for your Gucci, leave your face tatted up 

Flash back the skunk, el producto blunt 

More green behind me, the fake gold fronts 

I ain't drop a verse in like 36 months 

All I see BS, y'all need to quick stunt 

Damn, right, it's like you Midas when you touch 

Your career's like a hymen: once it's gone, you're f*cked 

[Hook] 

[Busta Rhymes] 

Now you know it's impossible to stop me now, right? 

You see I'm back to yoke up the game in a chokehold 

Put you to shame like the barrel was engraved in your nose hole 

You gonna bounce to the next groove: I'm back b*tch 

Better get to rethinking your best move 

Money to get, beating the pavement, gotta go 

Where passports and visas and b*tches waiting in Monaco 

As I return to handle my biz 

You know exactly what it is 

[Hook]