Busta Rhymes - ETA lyrics

[Intro] I think my sh*t kickin' in [?] the ETA of the month (Hahahaha) On life, ni**a, on life Alright, c'mon, let's get serious [Verse 1: Anderson .Paak & Dr. Dre] Yeah, been around, versatile, South of France, Rosecrans Pin 'em up, knock 'em down, baby I don't hold hands (Woah) Big booty, little dog, joggin' by Kenneth Hahn Tryna get her fitness on, b*tch, just hop in the car Uh, I been around, marathon, Compton to Avalon Me and Anderson, this is like Royal Tenenbaums No one goes to cinemas so we on demand They want a hologram, it's TikTok and dances Big shot, been the bomb, make me reminisce upon I remember me and Dogg, Swap meet, Dickiеs on When was that? In '93? You probably wasn't even born Drе, I think you need to the trade Range for the 6-4 sh*t, I've been going back and forth, Chevy or Aventador Took a walk in the park, ni**a, that's your backyard Say Dre, where you get them shrooms with the chocolate? sh*t, the same place that I saw them Gods out in Panama [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Weave through the weeds, smoke trees where my seeds grow Let 'em try to press, get shot like a free throw Aw, ni**as want beef 'til they get they fu*king teeth broke I just want peace, they don't want me to be peaceful You know I'm a king, look at how my Cuban link glow Gold medallion flow, always second to the Nile Girls gone wild like them broads up in college Looking at my child do the same thing that I did [Verse 2: Anderson .Paak, Busta Rhymes, Dr. Dre & Snoop Dogg] ni**a where was you in the '80s? Reaganomics, we sold crack to mothers and they babies Fiends was running 'round with stolen sh*t to sell me crazy But I took some shorts and a couple nicks of crack and give 'em maybe Gave this b*tch a sample, that's my test tube baby Tell them fiends we back in town, ice cream pastries Five star general b*tch, I'm out ranking 'em Fiends gave me so much bread, I had to start thanking 'em Side hustlers stole some of my dope, I started spanking 'em Talked to coke connects in Jamaican accent, Shabba Rankin 'em If you stole my sh*t with the ni**a that helped you, walk the plank with him Hmm, bruk him though like a bumbaclot acronym Shh, look, don't tell your peeps but all of my ni**as are after him Hmm, you're just a b*tch, tell me why you actin' so masculine? Hmm, who the fu*k is he? Tell me why are the fu*k is you asking him (Why?) And as I'm smoking this branch, watch me past the limb I'm only here to collect my blessings, where the pastor been? [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Weave through the weeds, smoke trees where my seeds grow Let 'em try to press, get shot like a free throw Aw, ni**as want beef 'til they get they fu*king teeth broke I just want peace, they don't want me to be peaceful You know I'm a king, look at how my Cuban link glow Gold medallion flow, always second to the Nile Girls gone wild like them broads up in college Looking at my child do the same thing that I did