The Assignment Lyrics - Singles - Noreaga

Word up, Busta Bus, my motherfuckin nigga, man. (Bus) Yeah, this one nigga 

right there 

[Noreaga] 

What, what, yo, you know Nore, type a nigga stay real trump 

I ain't the type to fight a nigga, just blaze you up 

What the fuck? All you niggaz wanna say what, what 

While you half way thugs sound a half way what 

If you ain't with Busta Bus then shut the fuck up 

Niggaz is snakes, in other words just like jakes 

Yo, I sell raps, used to sell crack on crates 

Its like a stock that shot, oh look what it dropped 

Yo, I hate to have to send my niggaz all in you spot 

Like Spliff Star 

Shootin right all in your car 

Busta Bus plug the engine, with bananas 

Even if they lose, its like we still got cameras 

We play the game like the movie, smoke Lucy 

B.I.G. gone, but my favorite song still Juicy 

[Busta Rhymes] 

Yo, ya-yo, yo closed caption, son don't even know what's happenin 

Before the second thought, make you feel the wrath of my clappin 

(Boom!) Fire flashin, two holes up in your head matchin 

Dope fiend in the corner, itch from eight scars scratchin 

(Huh) We make the nutta butta, thick creamy shit from the gutter 

Paranoid these niggaz, flip and make they heartbeat flutter 

You's a sucker, (ha) lace you up with my box-cutter 

Your mother love your other son like you ain't even his brother 

Pussy nigga, I flip up to the max on you, nigga 

Pose the violent threat immediately, black on you nigga 

Sky maskin', fuck whatever question you askin 

Busta Rhyme and Nore connect on the train, we attachin 

Hold your corner, violatin 'cross the border (huh) 

Try to catch my jewel, spyin with your tape recorder 

Fuck is wrong with you?! Don't you know we raw till the end? 

Battlefield shit, Flipmode Squad, CNN 

Chorus: Busta Rhymes (Noreaga) 

Busta Rymes (What, what!) Noreaga (What, what!) Flipmode (What, what!) 

Thugged Out (What, what!) Spliff Star (What, what!) Busta Rhymes (What, what!) 

Noreaga (What, what!) Thugged Out (What, what!) Flipmode (What, what!) 

Busta Rhymes (What, what!) Noreaga (What, what!) Thugged Out (What, what) 

Spliff Star (What, what!) Flipmode (What, what!) Busta Rhymes (What, what!) 

Noreaga (What, what!) 

[Maze] 

(What, what) Yo, it's the same as any, in this game you wanna lose 

Jump out the Ac, run up with the Uz', don't move Magically Maze 

Lyrically invade like a SWAT raid, top grade rockin wallaby suede 

I'm always coppin, poppin, three in the air 

For my niggaz not here 

Locked in Whitney, tipsies 

Specifically, and twist me when its Cristy 

[Noreaga] 

Let me go again, make sure the shits soakin 

Thugged Out and Flipmode is like next of kin 

Yo, we do what up, sendin em niggaz that will screw it up 

What! Handle your business, God, even if ?Kalu? what up 

I rock Clarks, on and off, like John Starks 

What? Shoot at your face, God, aim at your heart 

Yo, from Indiana to Atlanta, God we got this 

Jose Luis, thugs just put me in the hotlist 

I rip shows, but never gotta go at hoes 

Stay travellin, playin click, just stay froze 

I got the left arm, stay in the game like Montan' 

My thug charm is everywhere now, dot com 

Hear me anytime, you can access it 

W dot Nore, yo, suck my dick 

Peep me with Akinyele, yo, fuckin for free 

On some thug shit, my thugs stay fuckin with me 

What! 

[Spliff Star] 

Yo, every battle 

Nigga I got your gat, so let me splatter 

Into smithereens 

Throw some bullets in his jeans 

Another thug story, I bust my gun for Nore 

Snap a nigga neck, now the law lookin for me 

I'm thugged out, bugged out, blow your fucking mug out 

No di-doubt, I see you can't eat what you dish out 

Watch, I reach in your soul, nigga and pull the bitch out 

Watch my tech rise, feel the shells that it spit out 

I'm warning you, send twenty niggaz deep to corner you 

Dressed in black 

From Brook' to I-raq 

Blastin Mack 10's, I be killin ya Benz 

Live coverage at ten, on CNN 

Chorus *order differs slightly* 

What,what!