Busta Rhymes
Yeah.. Busta Rhymes nowFlipmode nowcheck it
See we in two-thousand-and-three alreadycatch up to us
Yeahyeahyeahyeahhahhuh

Now motherfuckin case closed
The shit blow your speakerkeep turnin your base low
Spaz out because I motherfuckin say so
Before I blow this bitch like we down in Waco
Thick in cock dieselthat s the way we roll
Big truck shiteven my bitch whippin the Range Rov
We bout to skyrocket and THE WAY WE GO
The way the bitches lookin love THE WAY WE BLOW
Check itwe light shit up like Broadway yo
The crack-head rappers better JUST SAY NO
Before I turn stupid and back the heat slow
Lay and wait for niggaz in the back street yo
Weak flowtake your shit like I m comin to Repo
Create a crowd scene and stack a bunch of people
We bustin through the doorsshootin through your peephole
The shoot that never miss is like shootin a free throw
All you niggaz better go and..

Chorus: Busta Rhymes
Call the ambulancecome and pick up your people
Call the ambulancecome and pick up your people
Call the ambulancecome and pick up your people
Put they body on the stretchercarry they ass out
Call the ambulancecome and pick up your people
Call the ambulancecome and pick up your people
Call the ambulancecome and pick up your people
I ll put they body on the stretchercarry they ass out
Call the ambulance

Rampage
Catch sixteen to remove your organs
H-2-O ridin round in same orbits
Notorious from New York to New Orleans
House come with the lake swimmin with dolphins
Fifty keys with large proportions
Caught a few niggaz on money extortions
Niggaz snitchF.B.I. is hawkin
Call Johnny Cochranyo this nigga is walkin
Shitwe got to close down the club
Me and my cousin Bustwe like Crockett and Tubbs
Pushin Lambo sbig chains and dubs
Lead the Flipmode security with snubs
Uppin club levelshundred G s and up
And if them ducks rollin Bust I m beatin it up
The streets ain t safeyo we heatin it up
The party s on smashnow we tweakin it up
The bitches want this dick so they eatin it up

Busta Now all you bitches better go and..

Chorus

Rampage
Flipmodewe in heavy conjunction
We shut it down in every function
Beat you in yo head until your brain malfunction
Yo Bustcall the labeltell em we in production
Pinky ring status so it s no discussion
Stop talkin shitniggaz dodgin and duckin
I m cream cheese with the english muffin
I still got respect in the Flatbush junctionHEY

Busta Rhymes
Huhit s like we shakin down a dude
We like a pack of dogs that come to take a nigga food
My niggaz flip quicker than a FUCKIN interlude
I beat niggaz head and blood drippin through a tube
Peep bitchI m only here to change the fuckin mood
And freeze you niggaz money like a nigga gettin sued
And leave you in the church watchin your body gettin viewed
Don t get it fucked up or even misconstrued
All you niggaz better go and..

Chorus

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