Letra traducida What's Happenin' de Busta Rhymes al español (letra canción original y traducción)
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Letra What's Happenin' de Busta Rhymes original

Intro: Busta Rhymes (Method Man)>
Aiyo, Tical? (What up, fam?)
You know Busta-Bust had to come see you, God, it's good to see you, God
(Good too see you too, God)
Let's take the streets for a little ride (Okay, we ridin' high)
Yeah, you better light your L, smoke your L
And just (kiss the sky)
Huh! And if you ever disrespect the Bust or Meth (find their mentor)
Yeah, I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long time
(Yeah, aiyo) Come on!

Method Man>
I came to bring the pain, more hard to the brain
Tical... I'm bustin' that ass again
I burn like acid rain, that acid slang
These niggaz try'nna see how I come ash again
Main and evident, I'm huntin', yes, Meth for president
Be in hell with Dazel and George just for the hell of it
And I ain't yellow kid, flows hot as kettle get
Now if you ain't fuckin' with that, you must be celibate
Spaz! Just a little, got a sack lookin' fizzle
Little hash in the middle, where it at? In the middle, yup
Mommy if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work til their ain't any left
I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a penny less
Think fast (come on) bank cash (come on)
Everybody do it with your stank ass (just come on)

Chorus: Method Man (Busta Rhymes)>
Make you rob somebody (what?) grab somebody (what?)
Stomp somebody (what?) slap somebody (what?)
Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi (what?)
Wild out, spaz in the club, we in the party (what?)
Brooklyn (come on!) Shaolin (come on!)
Queensbridge down to Long Island (come on!)
Bronx, nigga (come on!) Manhattan (come on!)
To each and every hood what's happening? (come on!)

Interlude: Method Man (Busta Rhymes)>
Yeah... let 'em talk, nigga, come on Bust
(Aiyo, Meth, let me get at these niggaz) Yeah!

Busta Rhymes>
Now watch me back your shit up, I hope your people pull up
And pick up and pack your shit up, homey, it's time to move
While I'm singin', ma, do you let relieve you of all of your
Figure seating sketching, never believe in your niggaz (come on!)
Go head and babble you can watch me patiently waiting
Aimin', attackin', instead I'mma let one of my bitches slap you
I ain't watch you when your niggaz'll try
To feel a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping giant
(Very defiant), once I give you the pressure
And then I apply it and then your breathing is stop and totally quiet (sss..
Captain of this ship, so call me the pilot
I leave you and your crew to collide with me
Die, stomp on a nigga, just like a herd of a thousand cattle
That'll travel over your face and frazzle your shit
Shot you, worst than a brick and then be torturin' you
And then get the reverend, and get to steppin', nigga!
This shit'll make you..

Chorus: Busta Rhymes>

Interlude: Method Man (Busta Rhymes)>
Haha, that's the truth... my nigga
(Nigga, listen, listen, let me talk) Let me talk! (huh)

Busta Rhymes> (Method Man) {both}
Can't you see what I got for you now
(Shake your big fat ass in front of me now)
To all my high bidders (to all my live niggaz)
{We here to blackout, follow the story now
Just feel my heat, and you know I'm gonna
Just keep the street, but nigga did you
Know when you bout to lose it, my nigga
And you know we gon' get real stupid, my nigga}

Busta Rhymes>
See the police coming (what?) Fireman coming (what?)
Street niggaz ready to riot and start dummin' (what?)
I love to see it, whenever you and your man frontin' (what?)
Me and Meth'll step to you, quick! And smash somethin' (what?)

Method Man>
Now who is he? Dope M.C. killin these cowards
Wack niggaz get pimp slapped, give me some powder
Click-clack, one in your back, now think about it
Get back, runnin' your gap, I can't allow it

Busta Rhymes>
Well every nigga (set it off) you know we seeing it through God
The streets be needing niggaz like me and you, God
Aiyo, I think we're up, seen it from here, we got a mile, yo
Logical, we should of done this shit a long time ago

Method Man>
I got that shit that make rappers shit in they shoes
Nasty M.C., I spit flows and spit in they food
Man, don't tempt me, I'm nothin' like a curious child
I'm simply, a boy in the hood, with furious childs (this shit'll make you)

Chorus: Busta Rhymes & Method Man)>

Outro: Method Man (Busta Rhymes)>
Every day, every rotation, come with it! (Let me talk... come on, hah)
(Aiyo God) Yeah, lord? (Flipmode/Wu-Tang, nigga, ain't that some shit?)
That's some shit, actually truthfully, Busta Bust! (Meth Tical!)
Yeah... (yeah, let me know when you wanna do that again, God)
Shit we can do that right now, shout out to New Jersey, hahaha, yeah!

Letra What's Happenin' de Busta Rhymes en español (traducción)

Intro: Busta Rhymes (Method Man)>
Aiyo, Tical? (¿Qué pasa, fam?)
Usted sabe Busta-Busto tuvo que venir a verte, Dios, es bueno verte, Dios
(Bueno también se ve demasiado, Dios)
Vamos a tomar las calles para dar una vuelta (Bueno, nosotros ridin alto)
Sí, es mejor que la luz de su L, el humo de su L
Y de la misma (besar el cielo)
Eh! Y si alguna vez falta de respeto hacia el busto o Meth (encontrar a su mentor)
Sí, creo que la III calles estado buscando para esto durante mucho tiempo
(Sí, Aiyo) ¡Vamos!

Method Man>
Yo vine a traer el dolor, más difícil para el cerebro
Tical ... Soy ese culo Bustin 'de nuevo
Puedo grabar como la lluvia ácida, que la jerga de ácido
Estos try'nna niggaz ver cómo he llegado otra vez la ceniza
Principal y evidente, estoy Huntin ', sí, Meth a la presidencia
Estar en el infierno con Dazel y George sólo por el placer de hacerlo
Y no es para un chico amarillo, los flujos de calor como caldera se
Ahora bien, si no es fuckin 'con eso, debe ser célibe
Spaz! Sólo un poco, tengo un saco mirando fizzle
Hash de poco en el medio, donde en? En el medio, yup
Mamá si tienes un culo gordo, que hacen sacudir, yup
Lo puse en mi próximo video disparado por X Pequeña
MEF y gon 'trabajo hasta que el

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