Представляем точный текст композиции "Throw It Up" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Busta Rhymes . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Throw It Up» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Busta Rhymes передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Busta Rhymes - "Throw It Up"
Lyrics to Throw It Up : (feat. Ludacris & Lil Wayne) [Busta Rhymes:] Yea Im back to drive you crazy with that hottest shit in the streets No ifs, ands, or maybes Errbody gather around from here to little Haiti Cause its Busta... (Luda)... and (Young Weezy Baby) With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be gettin ugly Weezy tell em what you rep... (I represent Young Money) Yea I know you got me homie... (Busta, Busta I got you) Real Talk (Im goin in) Get em killaaa [Lil Wayne:] Im about to blast off call it rocket science Daddy fat stacks check my pocket science And if ya wanna try it, cmon and try it You dont want beef, Ill put you on a diet Im comin through ya house with them choppas firin And all adults die, leave the toddlers cryin Ive been a soldier, never met private ryan Hey welcome to the jungle, and Im the lion Im dippin in my coupe, with the top behind me Im not the president, but I see cops behind me Well fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, and they can not stop me So I will be drivin like Ricky Bobby Its my perrogative like Whitneys Bobby Im skatin on blades like Sidney Crosby (Thats hot) Sharper than a ginsu shawty You not Beyonce, but I can get you body [Chorus:] Now you know what we about to do, we goin full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a fuckin bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) (I got em... Ludaa) [Ludacris:] I throw it up like a cap and tassel I got my rap diploma I throw it up like the gangs in Southern California I Got them burners on ya, I be lookin at a Russian rouga I be lookin like a human torch And I be lookin like Freddy Krueger So dont be sleepin on me, this aint a fuckin dream I pass the rock to these jays like Im on they fuckin team But I aint slagin dope, I slang Luda-vision Hip-Hops God in these jeans, now thats true religion You couldnt fill my shoes, You couldnt fill my jockey My niggas fight over ice like we been playin hockey I hope you get the goal, I hope you get the point Im on a roll with this paper, I hope you get the joint I hope you fire it up, I hope it burn slow I welcome chicks to my nest, I let these birds know And eagles fly alone, so Im about to take flight And throw it up like ya girls dress on prom night [Chorus:] Now you know what we about to do, we goin full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a fuckin bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) [Busta Rhymes:] When I spit, niggas be askin "Who dat" It be the god And I know you niggas really wonder know how the hell I "Do dat" And the way that I come through And kill every single thing when I rhyme Nevermind, niggas cant compete when I spit and do the beat same time (Bring the beat back) My fans will leave ya fuckin ass leakin For sayin you nicer than me, hypothetically speakin Cool and Dre bring the fuckin beat back for no reason (Rewind It) Niggas know my rap and know me for always beastin, Ok When they see me they stutta, niggas know where Im from Scoo nu nu nu ba ba be, like the speakin in tongue I single-handedly move like a thousand niggas kick on Trample niggas like a heard of hippos (Nigga) When I get hot I pop like oil, thats when they call me crisco(bitch) I seek revenge like the count of monte cristo Crack niggas like nabisco swallow a fifth for Sisco A gangsta cat walkin territory wherever the piss go Now that Im pissy drunk, why the hell you wanna thug and holla Ill change that and have you consider studyin caballa (Shit) They done named me Camala (Hey), cause Im like the ugandan giant Flatten niggas with my foot, who wanna try it [Chorus:] Now you know what we about to do, we goin full throttle Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a fuckin bottle Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) When the game was gettin weak, and everybody started winin And when the streets needed us, we came at the perfect time Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) Throw it up (you know we got em) [ Throw It Up Lyrics ]
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