Truck Volume Lyrics
| Song | Truck Volume |
| Artist | Busta Rhymes |
| Album | Genesis |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Elizondo, Smith, Storch, Young | |
| [BUSTA:] Yeah, yeah. | |
| Yeah, yeah. | |
| Turn my music up (C'MON) | |
| Turn my music up (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Turn my music up (UHH) | |
| Turn my music up (UHH) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Live nigga bully foot brassed up on rap shit now. | |
| Check it out now [VERSE 1:] | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah re-lax that shit you talk | |
| Before I sick my bitch on you that'll bounce with your dick on a fork | |
| I'll bring a bigger storm to calm your clouds | |
| I own a couple things; | |
| I even own a farm with cows | |
| I own the moment when my niggas run deep through crowds | |
| Like how a pregnant woman breast milk leek through her blouse | |
| A lot of niggas like to wish on a star don't give a **** who you are | |
| I know some niggas that'll piss on your car | |
| Now see, every time we step in a place | |
| I give y'all niggas shit that put a foul look on your face | |
| And rob ice like | |
| I was never more able | |
| Don't drink coffee 'cos my diamond be cutting the glass on the table | |
| Hey, I be the lost found tribe of "Jabas" | |
| Bust niggas then | |
| I plant another bomb in your ass | |
| And then I put my students all in a class | |
| To clear my ruler ship | |
| And make y'all niggas ****ed up doin' the math [HOOK:] | |
| One time now (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Turn my music up (C'MON) | |
| Turn my music up (UHH) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Truck volume (C'MON) | |
| Truck volume (C'MON) [CHORUS:] | |
| I know ya-wanna-get up-on it | |
| Let me-show ya- how we do | |
| Every-time we-drop that-shit you | |
| Know we-put it-down for you (HEY, HEY) [VERSE 2:] | |
| How many times you gon' crush down somethin' | |
| You need to change your name up, to | |
| Bus-A-Bus down somethin' | |
| You ****in' with the highest my nigga | |
| Tryin' to **** with the giants, might as well call me | |
| Goliath my nigga | |
| C'mon, drop hot shit on the spot; sop it up with a mop | |
| Before the hungry come and shop on your block | |
| I know some niggas that'd love to blood suck you all | |
| A thing of the past, because them niggas stuck you all | |
| One shot bustin' the same bullet, struck you all | |
| And when they bounce you hear voices screamin' "**** YOU ALL" | |
| Gathered up about a thousand young buck's who brawl | |
| As decoys, in case they needed to duck you all | |
| That's why you better move tight with your click | |
| Niggas be thirsty and quick | |
| Just to be off into the night with your shit | |
| C'MON, we keep it street to give a damn who you are | |
| Make niggas wile, and bitches spread, and put they hands on the car | |
| Now let me frisk 'em, and shake they asses down to the floor | |
| One dude wonderin', "What them niggas is poundin' me for? What them niggas grillin'? What them niggas houndin' me for?" | |
| Before the poundin', "What them niggas was surroundin' me for?" | |
| Well let me tell you what the **** we was surroundin' you for | |
| We came to get you once but now | |
| I come to get you for more | |
| And while they get and got, niggas drinkin' ten-dollar-henne a shot | |
| Getting' drunk and wilin' out in the spot [HOOK:] | |
| What the **** now (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Truck shit now (C'MON) | |
| Turn my music up (C'MON) | |
| Turn my music up (UHH) | |
| Hot shit now (C'MON) | |
| Street shit now (C'MON) | |
| Truck volume (C'MON) [CHORUS x2] |
| zuo ci : Elizondo, Smith, Storch, Young | |
| BUSTA: Yeah, yeah. | |
| Yeah, yeah. | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Live nigga bully foot brassed up on rap shit now. | |
| Check it out now VERSE 1: | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah relax that shit you talk | |
| Before I sick my bitch on you that' ll bounce with your dick on a fork | |
| I' ll bring a bigger storm to calm your clouds | |
| I own a couple things | |
| I even own a farm with cows | |
| I own the moment when my niggas run deep through crowds | |
| Like how a pregnant woman breast milk leek through her blouse | |
| A lot of niggas like to wish on a star don' t give a who you are | |
| I know some niggas that' ll piss on your car | |
| Now see, every time we step in a place | |
| I give y' all niggas shit that put a foul look on your face | |
| And rob ice like | |
| I was never more able | |
| Don' t drink coffee ' cos my diamond be cutting the glass on the table | |
| Hey, I be the lost found tribe of " Jabas" | |
| Bust niggas then | |
| I plant another bomb in your ass | |
| And then I put my students all in a class | |
| To clear my ruler ship | |
| And make y' all niggas ed up doin' the math HOOK: | |
| One time now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck volume C' MON | |
| Truck volume C' MON CHORUS: | |
| I know yawannaget upon it | |
| Let meshow ya how we do | |
| Everytime wedrop thatshit you | |
| Know weput itdown for you HEY, HEY VERSE 2: | |
| How many times you gon' crush down somethin' | |
| You need to change your name up, to | |
| BusABus down somethin' | |
| You in' with the highest my nigga | |
| Tryin' to with the giants, might as well call me | |
| Goliath my nigga | |
| C' mon, drop hot shit on the spot sop it up with a mop | |
| Before the hungry come and shop on your block | |
| I know some niggas that' d love to blood suck you all | |
| A thing of the past, because them niggas stuck you all | |
| One shot bustin' the same bullet, struck you all | |
| And when they bounce you hear voices screamin' " YOU ALL" | |
| Gathered up about a thousand young buck' s who brawl | |
| As decoys, in case they needed to duck you all | |
| That' s why you better move tight with your click | |
| Niggas be thirsty and quick | |
| Just to be off into the night with your shit | |
| C' MON, we keep it street to give a damn who you are | |
| Make niggas wile, and bitches spread, and put they hands on the car | |
| Now let me frisk ' em, and shake they asses down to the floor | |
| One dude wonderin', " What them niggas is poundin' me for? What them niggas grillin'? What them niggas houndin' me for?" | |
| Before the poundin', " What them niggas was surroundin' me for?" | |
| Well let me tell you what the we was surroundin' you for | |
| We came to get you once but now | |
| I come to get you for more | |
| And while they get and got, niggas drinkin' tendollarhenne a shot | |
| Getting' drunk and wilin' out in the spot HOOK: | |
| What the now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Hot shit now C' MON | |
| Street shit now C' MON | |
| Truck volume C' MON CHORUS x2 |
| zuò cí : Elizondo, Smith, Storch, Young | |
| BUSTA: Yeah, yeah. | |
| Yeah, yeah. | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Live nigga bully foot brassed up on rap shit now. | |
| Check it out now VERSE 1: | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah relax that shit you talk | |
| Before I sick my bitch on you that' ll bounce with your dick on a fork | |
| I' ll bring a bigger storm to calm your clouds | |
| I own a couple things | |
| I even own a farm with cows | |
| I own the moment when my niggas run deep through crowds | |
| Like how a pregnant woman breast milk leek through her blouse | |
| A lot of niggas like to wish on a star don' t give a who you are | |
| I know some niggas that' ll piss on your car | |
| Now see, every time we step in a place | |
| I give y' all niggas shit that put a foul look on your face | |
| And rob ice like | |
| I was never more able | |
| Don' t drink coffee ' cos my diamond be cutting the glass on the table | |
| Hey, I be the lost found tribe of " Jabas" | |
| Bust niggas then | |
| I plant another bomb in your ass | |
| And then I put my students all in a class | |
| To clear my ruler ship | |
| And make y' all niggas ed up doin' the math HOOK: | |
| One time now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck volume C' MON | |
| Truck volume C' MON CHORUS: | |
| I know yawannaget upon it | |
| Let meshow ya how we do | |
| Everytime wedrop thatshit you | |
| Know weput itdown for you HEY, HEY VERSE 2: | |
| How many times you gon' crush down somethin' | |
| You need to change your name up, to | |
| BusABus down somethin' | |
| You in' with the highest my nigga | |
| Tryin' to with the giants, might as well call me | |
| Goliath my nigga | |
| C' mon, drop hot shit on the spot sop it up with a mop | |
| Before the hungry come and shop on your block | |
| I know some niggas that' d love to blood suck you all | |
| A thing of the past, because them niggas stuck you all | |
| One shot bustin' the same bullet, struck you all | |
| And when they bounce you hear voices screamin' " YOU ALL" | |
| Gathered up about a thousand young buck' s who brawl | |
| As decoys, in case they needed to duck you all | |
| That' s why you better move tight with your click | |
| Niggas be thirsty and quick | |
| Just to be off into the night with your shit | |
| C' MON, we keep it street to give a damn who you are | |
| Make niggas wile, and bitches spread, and put they hands on the car | |
| Now let me frisk ' em, and shake they asses down to the floor | |
| One dude wonderin', " What them niggas is poundin' me for? What them niggas grillin'? What them niggas houndin' me for?" | |
| Before the poundin', " What them niggas was surroundin' me for?" | |
| Well let me tell you what the we was surroundin' you for | |
| We came to get you once but now | |
| I come to get you for more | |
| And while they get and got, niggas drinkin' tendollarhenne a shot | |
| Getting' drunk and wilin' out in the spot HOOK: | |
| What the now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Truck shit now C' MON | |
| Turn my music up C' MON | |
| Turn my music up UHH | |
| Hot shit now C' MON | |
| Street shit now C' MON | |
| Truck volume C' MON CHORUS x2 |
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