A Buncha Niggas Lyrics
| Song | A Buncha Niggas |
| Artist | Heavy D & the Boyz |
| Album | Blue Funk |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Gang Starr ... | |
| featuring | |
| Biggie Smalls | |
| Busta Rhymes | |
| Guru Rob O | |
| Third EyeIntro/ | |
| Chorus:Who's on the microphone? | |
| A BUNCHA N | |
| IGGAS! (repeat 3X) | |
| I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone | |
| Chorus[Third Eye] | |
| The Group | |
| Home's down yo flippin with | |
| West and me | |
| Charge a gap quick kid best believe it | |
| GOh I like to flip the script and have a track record | |
| Wreckin it swift | |
| I'm tellin ya to heck with tell to get with thecrazy hairy thinkin drinkin cripple drunken monkeystyle back alley freaky ass to gas technique | |
| So peak, it's about to get deep, we just kickyour | |
| Third Eye right open don't let your eyeball sleep | |
| The next step is the check, let's tell theses niggas whassup | |
| Cause we get freaky | |
| G, no you can't get with me | |
| Save yourself the trouble step back black, and don't even bother | |
| Word to Shop and | |
| Swift they get called in like | |
| I'm your father | |
| Chorus[Guru] | |
| Aiyyo, it's time for me to flow and get down with this | |
| I'm pullin out my mic, spittin off some rounds to this | |
| I gotta known rep, so son you better slide out | |
| Cause when | |
| I'm flippin, | |
| I'll be rippin your pride out | |
| So called gangsters play roles like in the movies | |
| Oughta save that, they're way bad, you could never do me | |
| I'm real as they come, | |
| I'll beat ya numb with my vocal tones | |
| Words hit like aluminum bats to your dome | |
| No charges against me cause | |
| I'm jumpin the law man | |
| A-men, punks should cancel their plans | |
| As the invincible principle | |
| Gang, is gettin bigger | |
| Sayin peace to the | |
| Heavster rollin with a buncha niggas | |
| Chorus[Biggie Smalls/Notorious B.I.G.] | |
| I bring drama like ya, spit on my momma | |
| Cannibalistic, like that nigga | |
| Jeffrey Dahmer | |
| I'ma, head peeler, girl stealer | |
| Coffin sealer, ex-drug dealer, | |
| HUHHHHHH!When | |
| I hit you with the blow of death | |
| I leave nothin left | |
| I cook you up so quick they call me | |
| Biggie Smalls the | |
| ChefMy burner's in my left, | |
| I'm not the type to fight | |
| I'm blowin up quick like a stick of dynamite | |
| So call nine-one-one, | |
| Biggie's got a gun | |
| The gat to your back, | |
| I'm smokin everyone | |
| Quick to pack, quick to squeeze on the trigger | |
| Who's in the house? | |
| HUHHHHHH! | |
| A buncha niggas! | |
| Chorus[Rob-O] | |
| Like yo, beg your pardon, whoawhen | |
| I put one to the head nuff funk shit startin | |
| Fine, so I headline for the public | |
| Get mine for my rap subjects | |
| Packed with potential, wisdom versatile elementsto quench your sense, | |
| I get down so feel the mental | |
| Rhyme pro | |
| I'm Rob-O, the super spectacular | |
| Brown skinned junior from | |
| AfricaBlowin up so it's, possible to freak | |
| See the highlight, in fly writing, don't give a [fuck] | |
| I split when it's through then it's get with the | |
| Guinness brewand give a shoutout to my | |
| Uptown crew and still | |
| I'm wreckin | |
| Chorus[Heavy D] | |
| Yo, here I go, here | |
| I go, here comes the man again gain | |
| Ruff with a pad and pen, so run go tell your friends | |
| It's the big belly babalu boogaloo big, boy | |
| And I got plenty honies there's no need for no sex toy | |
| Free me, slavery, let me go oh no no no | |
| No longer will you treat my beautiful sisters like they're filthy hoes | |
| Never ran from static men to crew get dramatic | |
| And I get crazy respect from crazy crews with automatics | |
| Now push could come to shove because they love the way | |
| I flip a skip | |
| And that's what keeps me kinda popular with all the honeydaps | |
| So look at me now, and tell me who is bigger? | |
| When I'm on the block | |
| I'm with my flock and | |
| I'm rollin with a buncha niggas | |
| Chorus[Busta Rhymes] | |
| Well HELLO | |
| HI! HELLO | |
| HELLO! How ya doin?! | |
| HI! Hello hi | |
| HEY, how ya doin?! | |
| Voltronic! | |
| Busta Rhymes comin with the mad ultrasonic | |
| Esophagus to rock it, wreckin niggas need to stop it | |
| You get your style busted that's just what they get for comin | |
| You want some?! | |
| Yes I know you want some of the | |
| TALENT!But you can juice up, and em-otionally get wickedto stick it, in your inner groove watch a nigga kick it | |
| Ohh hah! Yo | |
| Bee, Busta | |
| Rhymesbe my niggan, never muggin, only lovin and hugginmy niggas, as we get bigger we come dieselas masculine figures, | |
| L.O.N.S. we gettin thicker with a buncha niggas! | |
| YESS!Chorus 2 | |
| X |
| zuo qu : Gang Starr ... | |
| featuring | |
| Biggie Smalls | |
| Busta Rhymes | |
| Guru Rob O | |
| Third EyeIntro | |
| Chorus: Who' s on the microphone? | |
| A BUNCHA N | |
| IGGAS! repeat 3X | |
| I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone | |
| Chorus Third Eye | |
| The Group | |
| Home' s down yo flippin with | |
| West and me | |
| Charge a gap quick kid best believe it | |
| GOh I like to flip the script and have a track record | |
| Wreckin it swift | |
| I' m tellin ya to heck with tell to get with thecrazy hairy thinkin drinkin cripple drunken monkeystyle back alley freaky ass to gas technique | |
| So peak, it' s about to get deep, we just kickyour | |
| Third Eye right open don' t let your eyeball sleep | |
| The next step is the check, let' s tell theses niggas whassup | |
| Cause we get freaky | |
| G, no you can' t get with me | |
| Save yourself the trouble step back black, and don' t even bother | |
| Word to Shop and | |
| Swift they get called in like | |
| I' m your father | |
| Chorus Guru | |
| Aiyyo, it' s time for me to flow and get down with this | |
| I' m pullin out my mic, spittin off some rounds to this | |
| I gotta known rep, so son you better slide out | |
| Cause when | |
| I' m flippin, | |
| I' ll be rippin your pride out | |
| So called gangsters play roles like in the movies | |
| Oughta save that, they' re way bad, you could never do me | |
| I' m real as they come, | |
| I' ll beat ya numb with my vocal tones | |
| Words hit like aluminum bats to your dome | |
| No charges against me cause | |
| I' m jumpin the law man | |
| Amen, punks should cancel their plans | |
| As the invincible principle | |
| Gang, is gettin bigger | |
| Sayin peace to the | |
| Heavster rollin with a buncha niggas | |
| Chorus Biggie Smalls Notorious B. I. G. | |
| I bring drama like ya, spit on my momma | |
| Cannibalistic, like that nigga | |
| Jeffrey Dahmer | |
| I' ma, head peeler, girl stealer | |
| Coffin sealer, exdrug dealer, | |
| HUHHHHHH! When | |
| I hit you with the blow of death | |
| I leave nothin left | |
| I cook you up so quick they call me | |
| Biggie Smalls the | |
| ChefMy burner' s in my left, | |
| I' m not the type to fight | |
| I' m blowin up quick like a stick of dynamite | |
| So call nineoneone, | |
| Biggie' s got a gun | |
| The gat to your back, | |
| I' m smokin everyone | |
| Quick to pack, quick to squeeze on the trigger | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| HUHHHHHH! | |
| A buncha niggas! | |
| Chorus RobO | |
| Like yo, beg your pardon, whoawhen | |
| I put one to the head nuff funk shit startin | |
| Fine, so I headline for the public | |
| Get mine for my rap subjects | |
| Packed with potential, wisdom versatile elementsto quench your sense, | |
| I get down so feel the mental | |
| Rhyme pro | |
| I' m RobO, the super spectacular | |
| Brown skinned junior from | |
| AfricaBlowin up so it' s, possible to freak | |
| See the highlight, in fly writing, don' t give a fuck | |
| I split when it' s through then it' s get with the | |
| Guinness brewand give a shoutout to my | |
| Uptown crew and still | |
| I' m wreckin | |
| Chorus Heavy D | |
| Yo, here I go, here | |
| I go, here comes the man again gain | |
| Ruff with a pad and pen, so run go tell your friends | |
| It' s the big belly babalu boogaloo big, boy | |
| And I got plenty honies there' s no need for no sex toy | |
| Free me, slavery, let me go oh no no no | |
| No longer will you treat my beautiful sisters like they' re filthy hoes | |
| Never ran from static men to crew get dramatic | |
| And I get crazy respect from crazy crews with automatics | |
| Now push could come to shove because they love the way | |
| I flip a skip | |
| And that' s what keeps me kinda popular with all the honeydaps | |
| So look at me now, and tell me who is bigger? | |
| When I' m on the block | |
| I' m with my flock and | |
| I' m rollin with a buncha niggas | |
| Chorus Busta Rhymes | |
| Well HELLO | |
| HI! HELLO | |
| HELLO! How ya doin?! | |
| HI! Hello hi | |
| HEY, how ya doin?! | |
| Voltronic! | |
| Busta Rhymes comin with the mad ultrasonic | |
| Esophagus to rock it, wreckin niggas need to stop it | |
| You get your style busted that' s just what they get for comin | |
| You want some?! | |
| Yes I know you want some of the | |
| TALENT! But you can juice up, and emotionally get wickedto stick it, in your inner groove watch a nigga kick it | |
| Ohh hah! Yo | |
| Bee, Busta | |
| Rhymesbe my niggan, never muggin, only lovin and hugginmy niggas, as we get bigger we come dieselas masculine figures, | |
| L. O. N. S. we gettin thicker with a buncha niggas! | |
| YESS! Chorus 2 | |
| X |
| zuò qǔ : Gang Starr ... | |
| featuring | |
| Biggie Smalls | |
| Busta Rhymes | |
| Guru Rob O | |
| Third EyeIntro | |
| Chorus: Who' s on the microphone? | |
| A BUNCHA N | |
| IGGAS! repeat 3X | |
| I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone | |
| Chorus Third Eye | |
| The Group | |
| Home' s down yo flippin with | |
| West and me | |
| Charge a gap quick kid best believe it | |
| GOh I like to flip the script and have a track record | |
| Wreckin it swift | |
| I' m tellin ya to heck with tell to get with thecrazy hairy thinkin drinkin cripple drunken monkeystyle back alley freaky ass to gas technique | |
| So peak, it' s about to get deep, we just kickyour | |
| Third Eye right open don' t let your eyeball sleep | |
| The next step is the check, let' s tell theses niggas whassup | |
| Cause we get freaky | |
| G, no you can' t get with me | |
| Save yourself the trouble step back black, and don' t even bother | |
| Word to Shop and | |
| Swift they get called in like | |
| I' m your father | |
| Chorus Guru | |
| Aiyyo, it' s time for me to flow and get down with this | |
| I' m pullin out my mic, spittin off some rounds to this | |
| I gotta known rep, so son you better slide out | |
| Cause when | |
| I' m flippin, | |
| I' ll be rippin your pride out | |
| So called gangsters play roles like in the movies | |
| Oughta save that, they' re way bad, you could never do me | |
| I' m real as they come, | |
| I' ll beat ya numb with my vocal tones | |
| Words hit like aluminum bats to your dome | |
| No charges against me cause | |
| I' m jumpin the law man | |
| Amen, punks should cancel their plans | |
| As the invincible principle | |
| Gang, is gettin bigger | |
| Sayin peace to the | |
| Heavster rollin with a buncha niggas | |
| Chorus Biggie Smalls Notorious B. I. G. | |
| I bring drama like ya, spit on my momma | |
| Cannibalistic, like that nigga | |
| Jeffrey Dahmer | |
| I' ma, head peeler, girl stealer | |
| Coffin sealer, exdrug dealer, | |
| HUHHHHHH! When | |
| I hit you with the blow of death | |
| I leave nothin left | |
| I cook you up so quick they call me | |
| Biggie Smalls the | |
| ChefMy burner' s in my left, | |
| I' m not the type to fight | |
| I' m blowin up quick like a stick of dynamite | |
| So call nineoneone, | |
| Biggie' s got a gun | |
| The gat to your back, | |
| I' m smokin everyone | |
| Quick to pack, quick to squeeze on the trigger | |
| Who' s in the house? | |
| HUHHHHHH! | |
| A buncha niggas! | |
| Chorus RobO | |
| Like yo, beg your pardon, whoawhen | |
| I put one to the head nuff funk shit startin | |
| Fine, so I headline for the public | |
| Get mine for my rap subjects | |
| Packed with potential, wisdom versatile elementsto quench your sense, | |
| I get down so feel the mental | |
| Rhyme pro | |
| I' m RobO, the super spectacular | |
| Brown skinned junior from | |
| AfricaBlowin up so it' s, possible to freak | |
| See the highlight, in fly writing, don' t give a fuck | |
| I split when it' s through then it' s get with the | |
| Guinness brewand give a shoutout to my | |
| Uptown crew and still | |
| I' m wreckin | |
| Chorus Heavy D | |
| Yo, here I go, here | |
| I go, here comes the man again gain | |
| Ruff with a pad and pen, so run go tell your friends | |
| It' s the big belly babalu boogaloo big, boy | |
| And I got plenty honies there' s no need for no sex toy | |
| Free me, slavery, let me go oh no no no | |
| No longer will you treat my beautiful sisters like they' re filthy hoes | |
| Never ran from static men to crew get dramatic | |
| And I get crazy respect from crazy crews with automatics | |
| Now push could come to shove because they love the way | |
| I flip a skip | |
| And that' s what keeps me kinda popular with all the honeydaps | |
| So look at me now, and tell me who is bigger? | |
| When I' m on the block | |
| I' m with my flock and | |
| I' m rollin with a buncha niggas | |
| Chorus Busta Rhymes | |
| Well HELLO | |
| HI! HELLO | |
| HELLO! How ya doin?! | |
| HI! Hello hi | |
| HEY, how ya doin?! | |
| Voltronic! | |
| Busta Rhymes comin with the mad ultrasonic | |
| Esophagus to rock it, wreckin niggas need to stop it | |
| You get your style busted that' s just what they get for comin | |
| You want some?! | |
| Yes I know you want some of the | |
| TALENT! But you can juice up, and emotionally get wickedto stick it, in your inner groove watch a nigga kick it | |
| Ohh hah! Yo | |
| Bee, Busta | |
| Rhymesbe my niggan, never muggin, only lovin and hugginmy niggas, as we get bigger we come dieselas masculine figures, | |
| L. O. N. S. we gettin thicker with a buncha niggas! | |
| YESS! Chorus 2 | |
| X |
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