Busta Rhymes)
Yea I'm back to drive you crazy with that hottest [bad word] in the streets
No if's, and's, or maybe's
Errbody gather around from here to little Haiti
Cuz it's Busta..(Luda)..and (Young Weezy Baby)
With Flip Moon and DTP, [bad word] 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
(I'm goin' in)
Get 'em killaaa

(Lil Wayne)
I'm about to blast off call it rocket science
Daddy fat stacks check my pocket science
And if ya wanna try it, c'mon and try it
You don't want beef, I'll put you on a diet [bad word]  through ya house with them choppas firin'
And all adults die, leave the toddlers cryin'
I've been a soldier, never met private ryan
Hey [bad word] to the jungle, and I'm the lion
I'm dippin' in my coupe, with the top behind me
I'm not the president, but I see cops behind me
Well [bad word] 'em, [bad word] 'em, [bad word] 'em, and they can not stop me
So I will be drivin' like Ricky Bobby
It's my quality like Whitney's Bobby
I'm skatin' on blades like Sidney Crosby (That's hot)
Sharper than a ginsu shawty
You not Beyonce, but I can get you body
 [bad word] 
Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a [bad word]  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)
[Throw It Up Ft. Lil Wayne & Ludacris Lyrics On [bad word] /www [bad word]  ]
(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 [bad word] rouga
I be lookin' like a human torch
And I be lookin' like Freddy Couger
So don't be sleepin' on me, this aint a [bad word]  dream
I pass the rock to these jays like I'm on they [bad word]  team
But I aint slagin' dope, I slang Luda-vision
Hip-Hop's God in these jeans, now that's [bad word] religion
You couldn't fill my shoes, You couldn't 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
I'm on a roll with this paper, I hope you get the joint
I hope you fire it up, I hope it burn slow
I [bad word] chicks to my nest, I let these birds know
And eagles fly alone, so I'm about to take flight
And throw it up like ya girl's dress on prom night
 [bad word] 
Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a [bad word]  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 wanna know how the [bad word] I "Do dat"
And the way that [bad word] through 
And kill every single thing when I rhyme
Nevermind, niggas [bad word] when I spit a little beat same time
(Bring the beat back)
My fans will leave ya [bad word]  [bad word] leakin'
For sayin' you nicer than me, hypothetically speakin'
Cool and Dre bring the [bad word]  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 I'm from
Scoon nu nu nu bada ba be, like the speakin' in tongue
I single handily move like a thousand niggas kick on
Trample niggas like a heard of hippo's  [bad word] 
When I get hot I pop like oil, that's when they call me crystal  [bad word] 
I seek revenge like the Calte Monty Crystal
Crack niggas like the bisco, swallow a fifth for 'Sisco
gangsta cat walkin' terr