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Featuring Busta Rhymes You listen to the rumors, you would think they played me But they my juniors, they my juniors You listen to the rumors, you would think they played me But they my juniors, they my juniors Back to the [?] the way I spit [?] on they work It's like I'm getting paid and paid Watch the way I [?] the throttle and I heat it up [?] bottle, bring the [?] Unleash the deuces that I [?] right for me to kill him They know just what it is when they father step in the building These niggas [?] I think they trying to touch the ceiling Turn discipline to children [?] get it And ignore [?] getting the [?] like the first game post lock out One by one, I've been watching you drop out And I'm coming to get a block out, [?] before I hurt you [?] You listen to the rumors, you would think they played me But they my juniors, they my juniors You listen to the rumors, you would think they played me But they my juniors, they my juniors The right to discretion is advised Cause things are about to get live Letras de cancionesI tortures the birds and the bees to be wise So this time [?] Busta Rhymes And that's why I made it a [?] suit Cause I prove to the world that the [?] is the truth So this there for me it's like a [?] moment Damn, but ain't candy candy thick as hell Man, but one thing I love [?] Fam, when it's dad [?] got a smile It might be poisoned [?] every rapper [?] Oh, saying [?] these rappers my juniors [?] You listen to the rumors, you would think they played me But they my juniors, they my juniors You listen to the rumors, you would think they played me But they my juniors, they my juniors. From Letras Mania