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Busta Rhymes

Genres: Hip-Hop

Woo-hah!! Got You All In Check (the Rashad Remix) Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

 

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct 

Woo hah, got you all in check 

I got that head nod shit make you break your neck 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

Throw your hands up in the air don't ever disrespect 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

Busta Rhymez, up in the place true indeed 

Yes, I catch wreck and that's word on my seed 

I guarantee to give you what you need 

One blood everybody like Junior Reid 

 

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Wake up every morning, yo, I must up seed 

Nationwide darkhorse make the world stampede 

Yo, really let me roll some weed 

Mad charged nigga now I must proceed 

 

Yo, we 'bout to make you set speed 

Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed 

Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed 

Body blow bustin' your shit making you bleed 

 

Just feed off dynamic flows an take heed 

Need more information homeboy then just read 

Ay ya, you can read all about the pure breed 

Do the bogle dance I'll do the pepperseed 

 

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct 

Woo hah, got you all in check 

I got that head nod shit make you break your neck 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

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And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

Throw your hands up in the air don't ever disrespect 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes? 

'Top Gun' shut down your firm like Tom Cruise 

Please let me get down and blow a fuse 

Actin' fool breakin' shit down to molecules 

 

Yo, let me hit you with my ill street blues 

Busta Rhymez, always headlines the street news 

Woo hah, Yo, baby, girl don't be confused 

Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise 

 

I know you really want to know who's 

Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues 

Sorry, homeboy but your flow sounds used 

Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules 

 

Whenever I travel the world I landcruise 

If you choose to fuck around you get bruised 

Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels 

Get me through give me some space you excuse 

 

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct 

Woo hah, got you all in check 

I got that head nod shit make you break your neck 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

Throw your hands up in the air don't ever disrespect 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

You now rockin' wit the best 

The boy scout is who I be 

Flip mode is the sqiddaud 

 

Hah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah 

 

Yo, which muthaphucka stole my flow 

Eenie, meenie, miney, mo 

Throw that type of nigga right out my window 

Blast your ass hit you with my direct blow 

 

Bo, coming through like G.I. Joe 

'Star Wars' movie deal like Han Solo 

Make you bounce around like this was calypso 

Always shine 'cause I got the high pro glow 

 

You think that you can hide you think you can lay low 

Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0 

Mad out with my dreads in my kango 

Forget the Moet nigga just pass the cisco 

 

Yo, take a trip down to Mexico 

Come back with that shit that might make you psycho 

Maximum frequencies through your stereo 

Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go 

 

When I step up in the place, ay yo, I step correct 

Woo hah, got you all in check 

I got that head nod shit make you break your neck 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

And you know we come through to wreck the disco tech 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

Throw your hands up in the air don't ever disrespect 

Woo hah, I got you all in check 

 

Hah, Yo, yo, yay, yo, yay 

Yo, yo, yo, yay, yay, yo, yay, yay 

 

SONGWRITERS 

RHYMES, BUSTA / MACDERMOT, GALT 

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