Peel the Money Busta Rhymes (Ft. Paul Wall)

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
[?] peal the money, son
And peal the money, son
You pealing money, son
You need to [?], how you peel the money, son
[?] in my hand

[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes]
I'm from the city of hustlers, gangstas and stick up niggas
Dudes that mastered the art of cutting a brick up niggas
Them foul mouth bitches, who love to get they fucking and cussing on
Them hoes [?]
Bussa Bussa pow wow back again, keep a lot up in the stash box, ask a friend
So much heat up in the streets for you niggas to eat, so you gotta cook another batch again
Trust [?] opperation [?] you know a nigga reputation
[?] for the blocks and I drown in y'all niggas, y'all know who [?]
Everytime I give y'all a demenstration, niggas already know my determination
You know [?] see everytime you spit in the booth, you niggas [?] full of fabrecation
Y'all don't ever want a problem with me
Whenever niggas come through, we pop the lead off
And if you really want me, you can try to get me
[?] I cut the dreads off
[?] shit like a movie feature
[?] blink at the block, fuck a little [?] up
Boy look fresh with his shit all slick down
Way you spin around [?] black season
When I used to put a brick in the freezer
[?] skeezers
Then a nigga get the [?]