เนื้อเพลง Ante Up - Busta Rhymes

Attention please
attention please!!
This sh*t here feels like a whole entire world collapsed
Motherf*cker! Yeah
yeah
yeah (yeah) yeah
Yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah) yeah (yeah)
Buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck (buck) buck

Busta Rhymes now
M.O.P. now
What you want now? (What you want now?)
What you want now? (What you want now?)
What you want now? (What you want now?)
What you want now?
(What you want want want want want want buck buck)

Ante Up. No
cut that fool
They want to act stupid gun-b*tt that fool
When I cock that tool
n*gga run your damn jewels
'Fore we f*ck around and lay you up in your own blood pool
n*gga
Hunt you down n*gga
run your ass down
Unleash the hounds 'til them n*ggaz'll gun your ass down (stop it)
You frontin' like this was a thing of the past
With tattoos over the scars a n*gga left on your ass
My n*ggaz think lopsided
bust they gat cross-sided
In the subways they rob trains runnin along-side it
(Buck buck) See motherf*cker we don't play with that sh*t
And if you want your sh*t back you had to pay for that sh*t
You little costume n*ggaz
Romper-Room n*ggaz
Get you in the night or early in the afternoon n*ggaz
We takin' your whole sh*t while we pass through
Even the shirt off your back
n*gga run that too

Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
I catch you backstage
give me the keys to the Escalade
You think you cute hoe? Take off them Gucci shades
I get my dogs to do you dirty
they all seven-thirty
Rock a ski-mask
whether it's June or February
I take your show money (oh) take your 'dro money (oh)
Yo yap that fool
cause I don't know money
For my peeps that hate slow money
I put them in the industry
So they can come and take all your money
Wish I could bring Pun back
B*tch
run that
B*tch
run that B*tch
run that
So keep actin' like you don't know where the funds at
And I'ma show y'all motherf*ckers where the guns at

Ante up Yo yap that b*tch
She try to spaz out then smack that b*tch
Hoe you don't be rhymin'
you still memorizin'
Remi want them God damn diamonds (huh)

Ante up Yap that fool
Ante up Kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin'
you see the man shinin'
Get up off them God damn diamonds (huh)
Ante up Yap that fool
Ante up Kidnap that fool
Get him (get him) get him
Hit him (hit him) hit him
Yap him (zap him) yap him (zap him)

Ante up Yap that fool
F*ck hip-hop
rip pockets
snatch jewels
Ante up

What? My whole family nuts
Run up yo' stash house
tie granny up
Make you strip b*tt-naked
Young buck got struck with the gun b*tt
Quit tryin to tuck the necklace
I'm young hungry armed and reckless
On the streets with a death wish
Don't hide when you see me
I'm on the guestlist

Ante up

Show no mercy
BK
n*gga
thirsty thirsty
We bang hollows
you misrepresentin'
The game motherf*cker you lame and your chain hollow
Hit him (hit him) hit him
flash the tech
Yap your chain
smash the lens in your specs
Listen it's Lil' Fame right
With that Brownsville mentality to Shanghai

Hey yo I'm firin' out a coppertop city
with a whole empire
A clip full of blue-tips and a hand full of fire
Eat deep dirt n*gga (yep)
It's Berk' I put in work until it hurt n*gga (step)
Easy out the truck punk
'fore I leave your ass leakin'
I'ma bang til the springs in this thang start squeakin'
Die c*cks*cker
boom bap boom bap
Alright motherf*cker
what's wrong with you

Ante up Yap that fool
Ante up Kidnap that fool
It's the perfect timin'
you see the man shinin'
Get up off them God damn diamonds (huh)
Ante up Yap that fool
Ante up Kidnap that fool
Get him (get him) get him
Hit him (hit him) hit him
Yap him (zap him) yap him (zap him)