Lirik Lagu They're Out To Get Me - Busta Rhymes
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(feat. Mr. Porter)
[Mr. Porter]I'm just playin wit y'all niggaz, I'm just playin wit y'all niggazI'm just playin wit y'all niggaz, I'm just playin wit y'all niggaz!
They told me to! [echoes]
[Chorus: Mr. Porter]They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (how I be so raaawww)They so cold... I know... that they're out to get meAnd alllll those people I call my friends, let it goooooooooThat's why I never call on y'all, to be around'Cause you see how this monnneeeyyy can change your friends' faaaiiittthhh
[Busta Rhymes]Geah! See I done came a long way and now I got me a chauffeurKeep my enemies close, keep my friends even closerMuhfuckers that I grew around, thought I could rock wit 'emWatch my cake so hard, they burn a hole in my pocketI see 'em coming from afar because I been through so much shitThey plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quickInvested in my niggaz, took the realtor routeGambled on the wrong niggaz, had to filter 'em outType of dudes that see my mother and they greet her respectfulbehind her back and see her son and try to give me a quick fullIt's cool though, I fucks wit 'em even though I ain't wit itThat's why the gats be in the house whenever niggaz come visitServe 'em drinks and welcome all to the lawFor let ya drunk friend to show his true side until ya forced to cut him offI seen it one too many times, they disbelieved and they speechlessSometimes having certain friends can end up being a weaknessSee now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front me and surround meCome up out they sheepskin and act all different around me
[Chorus]
[Busta Rhymes]Listen! Sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and I choke onhow niggaz steal this funny style and I was struggling brokeEven though it don't surprise me, shit it's still kinda funnyWhen I ain't have, a nigga still would come and try to take from meInstead of cutting my losses, being smart and just end shitNiggaz was trying to be loyal, just to maintain a friendshipIn the wrong situation, plus there's always a sequelI'm with the wrong muhfuckers, plus they 'pose to be people'sAs I get more money, days get colderI learned to realize that power only lies in the hands of the beholderSo then I start the heart-on-my-heart as I walk like a soldierMoving so militant, you think I had a chip on my shoulderLiving by morals and principles mainlyHaving heavy thoughts to a kill a brother every time a fucker betrayed meBut now I'm winning with the strength of the nationI promise that they not even foreseeing the size of the shit they'll be facingI'm Aftermath now, shit's getting worseNow when those same "friends" see me goin hard that shit be making 'em hurt
[Chorus]
[Busta Rhymes]Instead they getting together with me so we both can get richWhen I'm outta town, these niggaz busy tryna fuck with my bitchSame niggaz spend they money 'til the shit'll diminishI hit 'em off and turn around and come right back when it finishI said I'm tired of these niggaz, that'll owe me so much shitthat they can't pay me back for, fuck all the dumb shitSometime we can't forgive whatever balances off'Specially when niggaz cross the line that niggaz never should crossRealized and thus I state the same shit, get the RangeThe more money niggaz get, shit around you will changeEven though niggaz'll flip and say, "He the one changed"Fuck you, the dude'll just'll justify.. takin his shit from youThe more money I get, I get more dangerous stupid'Cause I been broke before, and I refuse to go back to itAnd while I sweep these niggaz up under the rug with a broomIf I never see these "friends" again, that shit'll be too soonShit is real like every wind in my breathAnd that's on everything I love, BLOOD OF MY BLOOD! FLESH OF MY FLESH!
[Chorus]
[Mr. Porter]I'm just playin wit y'all niggaz, I'm just playin wit y'all niggazI'm just playin wit y'all niggaz, I'm just playin wit y'all niggaz!
They told me to! [echoes]
[Chorus: Mr. Porter]They see my name and lifestyle and say I changed (how I be so raaawww)They so cold... I know... that they're out to get meAnd alllll those people I call my friends, let it goooooooooThat's why I never call on y'all, to be around'Cause you see how this monnneeeyyy can change your friends' faaaiiittthhh
[Busta Rhymes]Geah! See I done came a long way and now I got me a chauffeurKeep my enemies close, keep my friends even closerMuhfuckers that I grew around, thought I could rock wit 'emWatch my cake so hard, they burn a hole in my pocketI see 'em coming from afar because I been through so much shitThey plot a lot, hard or not, they see my dough come quickInvested in my niggaz, took the realtor routeGambled on the wrong niggaz, had to filter 'em outType of dudes that see my mother and they greet her respectfulbehind her back and see her son and try to give me a quick fullIt's cool though, I fucks wit 'em even though I ain't wit itThat's why the gats be in the house whenever niggaz come visitServe 'em drinks and welcome all to the lawFor let ya drunk friend to show his true side until ya forced to cut him offI seen it one too many times, they disbelieved and they speechlessSometimes having certain friends can end up being a weaknessSee now my dogs turn to wolves and try to front me and surround meCome up out they sheepskin and act all different around me
[Chorus]
[Busta Rhymes]Listen! Sometimes I smoke a cigarette and then I think and I choke onhow niggaz steal this funny style and I was struggling brokeEven though it don't surprise me, shit it's still kinda funnyWhen I ain't have, a nigga still would come and try to take from meInstead of cutting my losses, being smart and just end shitNiggaz was trying to be loyal, just to maintain a friendshipIn the wrong situation, plus there's always a sequelI'm with the wrong muhfuckers, plus they 'pose to be people'sAs I get more money, days get colderI learned to realize that power only lies in the hands of the beholderSo then I start the heart-on-my-heart as I walk like a soldierMoving so militant, you think I had a chip on my shoulderLiving by morals and principles mainlyHaving heavy thoughts to a kill a brother every time a fucker betrayed meBut now I'm winning with the strength of the nationI promise that they not even foreseeing the size of the shit they'll be facingI'm Aftermath now, shit's getting worseNow when those same "friends" see me goin hard that shit be making 'em hurt
[Chorus]
[Busta Rhymes]Instead they getting together with me so we both can get richWhen I'm outta town, these niggaz busy tryna fuck with my bitchSame niggaz spend they money 'til the shit'll diminishI hit 'em off and turn around and come right back when it finishI said I'm tired of these niggaz, that'll owe me so much shitthat they can't pay me back for, fuck all the dumb shitSometime we can't forgive whatever balances off'Specially when niggaz cross the line that niggaz never should crossRealized and thus I state the same shit, get the RangeThe more money niggaz get, shit around you will changeEven though niggaz'll flip and say, "He the one changed"Fuck you, the dude'll just'll justify.. takin his shit from youThe more money I get, I get more dangerous stupid'Cause I been broke before, and I refuse to go back to itAnd while I sweep these niggaz up under the rug with a broomIf I never see these "friends" again, that shit'll be too soonShit is real like every wind in my breathAnd that's on everything I love, BLOOD OF MY BLOOD! FLESH OF MY FLESH!
[Chorus]
