Chords for Busta Rhymes - Woo Hah!! (Acapella)

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Busta Rhymes - Woo Hah!! (Acapella) chords
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Ya ya ya!
When I step up in the place, well I step correct
I've got you all in check
I got that heck not shit that make you break your neck
I got you all a check.
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque.
I got you
all a check.
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect.
I got you all a check.
Busta rhymes up in the place.
True indeed.
Yes, I catch wrecking, that's word on my seed.
I'm guaranteed to give you what you need.
One blood, everybody like Junior Reed.
Wake
up every morning, yo, I must succeed.
Nationwide rockers make their world stampede.
Yo, we
make we roll some weed.
Man charged nigga, now I must proceed.
Yo, we bout to make moves
set speed.
Beast to baby fights Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed.
Watch me knock you out like Apollo
Creed.
Body blows, busting your shit, making you bleed.
Just feed off, dynamic flows and
take heed.
Need more information, homeboy, then just read.
You can read all about the
pure breed.
Do the mobile dance, my new deep hit, my seed.
When I step up in the place,
say yo, I step correct.
I got you all a check.
I got that head nod shit that make you break
your neck.
Cause I got you all a check.
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque.
Cause I got you all a check.
Throw your hands up in the air and never disrespect.
Cause
I got you all a check.
How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes?
Top gun, shut down
your firm like Tom Cruise.
Please, let me get down and blow a fuse.
Acting fools, breaking
shit down to molecules.
Yo, let me hit you with my ill street blues.
Bust the rhymes,
always headlines, the street news.
Baby girl, don't be confused.
Sell my seven season, enjoy
my boat cruise.
I know you really wanna know who's coming through, leaving blunt stains
and residues.
Sorry, homeboy, but your flow sound used.
Got to pay your dues, baby, you
know the rules.
Whenever I travel the world, I land cruise.
If you choose to fuck around,
you get bruised.
Now I got you gas on super unleaded fuels.
Give me room, give me some
space, your excuse.
When I step up in the place, say yo, I step correct.
Cause I got
you all a check.
I got that head nod shit that make you break your neck.
Cause I got
you all a check.
And you know we come through [Cm] to wreck the discotheque.
Cause I got you
all a check.
Throw your hands up in the air and never disrespect.
[N] Cause I got you all
a check.
You now rocking with the best.
Bust the rhymes coming through from the flip mode
squad.
Boy Scouts who I be, straight to your door.
We coming straight to your door, bringing
all you rockers to all you rap motherfuckers.
Boy Scouts who I be, flip mode is the squid
dog.
Bust the rhymes, break it down like this.
Yo, which motherfucker stole my flow?
Eeny
meeny miny moe.
Throw them type of niggas right out my window.
Blast your ass, hit you
with a direct blow.
Boom, come and do like G.I. Joe.
Star Wars moving out like Han Solo.
Make you bounce around like this was Calypso.
Always shining cause I got the high pro glow.
You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low.
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii
Five-O.
Mack out with my dreads and my Kangol.
Forget that my wet nigga just bashed the Cisco.
Yo, take a trip down to Mexico.
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho.
Maximum frequencies through your stereo.
Sorry this is it but homeboys I got to go.
Sometimes I step up in the place and yo I step correct.
Got you all in check.
I got that
head nod shit that make you break your neck.
I got you all in check.
And you know we come
through to wreck the discotheque.
I got you all in check.
Throw your heads up in the air
and never disrespect.
Cause I got you all in check.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Ya ya ya!
_ _ _ _ _ When _ _ I step up in the place, well I step correct
I've got you all in check
I got that heck not shit that make you break your neck
I got you all a check.
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque.
I got you
all a check.
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect.
I got you all a check.
Busta rhymes up in the place.
True indeed.
Yes, I catch wrecking, that's word on my seed.
I'm guaranteed to give you what you need.
One blood, everybody like Junior Reed.
Wake
up every morning, yo, I must succeed.
Nationwide rockers make their world stampede.
Yo, we
make we roll some weed.
Man charged nigga, now I must proceed.
Yo, we bout to make moves
set speed.
Beast to baby fights Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed.
Watch me knock you out like Apollo
Creed.
Body blows, busting your shit, making you bleed.
Just feed off, dynamic flows and
take heed.
Need more information, homeboy, then just read.
You can read all about the
pure breed.
Do the mobile dance, my new deep hit, my seed.
When I step up in the place,
say yo, I step correct.
I got you all a check.
I got that head nod shit that make you break
your neck.
Cause I got you all a check.
And you know we come through to wreck the discotheque.
Cause I got you all a check.
Throw your hands up in the air and never disrespect.
Cause
I got you all a check.
How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes?
Top gun, shut down
your firm like Tom Cruise.
Please, let me get down and blow a fuse.
Acting fools, breaking
shit down to molecules.
Yo, let me hit you with my ill street blues.
Bust the rhymes,
always headlines, the street news.
Baby girl, don't be confused.
Sell my seven season, enjoy
my boat cruise.
I know you really wanna know who's coming through, leaving blunt stains
and residues.
Sorry, homeboy, but your flow sound used.
Got to pay your dues, baby, you
know the rules.
Whenever I travel the world, I land cruise.
If you choose to fuck around,
you get bruised.
Now I got you gas on super unleaded fuels.
Give me room, give me some
space, your excuse.
When I step up in the place, say yo, I step correct.
Cause I got
you all a check.
I got that head nod shit that make you break your neck.
Cause I got
you all a check.
And you know we come through [Cm] to wreck the discotheque.
Cause I got you
all a check.
Throw your hands up in the air and never disrespect.
[N] Cause I got you all
a check.
You now rocking with the best.
Bust the rhymes coming through from the flip mode
squad.
Boy Scouts who I be, straight to your door.
We coming straight to your door, bringing
all you rockers to all you rap motherfuckers.
Boy Scouts who I be, flip mode is the squid
dog.
Bust the rhymes, break it down like this.
Yo, which motherfucker stole my flow?
Eeny
meeny miny moe.
Throw them type of niggas right out my window.
Blast your ass, hit you
with a direct blow.
Boom, come and do like G.I. Joe.
Star Wars moving out like Han Solo.
Make you bounce around like this was Calypso.
Always shining cause I got the high pro glow.
You think that you can hide, you think you can lay low.
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii
Five-O.
Mack out with my dreads and my Kangol.
Forget that my wet nigga just bashed the Cisco.
Yo, take a trip down to Mexico.
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho.
Maximum frequencies through your stereo.
Sorry this is it but homeboys I got to go.
Sometimes I step up in the place and yo I step correct.
Got you all in check.
I got that
head nod shit that make you break your neck.
I got you all in check.
And you know we come
through to wreck the discotheque.
I got you all in check.
Throw your heads up in the air
and never disrespect.
Cause I got you all in check. _ _ _
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