Jamal
C monyeah.. villain
C monaight?
I got this side right here
Take this side right there
C mon do this
Busta Bus
C monaight?
C mon (here we go) stayin street

Jamal
Pawsto the wallwith the dirty dograw rap-ture
If you ain t with it bite crotch til it break your jaw
(Your jaw) For tryin to knock us
Tryin to kill or stop usjack our propers
Busta Busthey fakinthe cake is for the takin
While they runnin they faceI m lettin the plan bake
Formulatenow look at the plotwe got
more and more shit that s hotshow to rock the spot
Clock or knotnigga the whole pot
Ready or notwe cominsnatchin every comer
witcha hoe in the Benz-Odumbin like a motherfucker

Busta Rhymes
You can be my ladyyou coul even be my lollipop sucker
The road dawg baby comin like the mad trucker
Lot of jealous niggaz lookin funnier than Chris Tucker
God blessoh yesI stay fresh
Full of finessemy congress show progress
Stylishhit you with the shit to digest
In this rhyme shit we be some of the world s finest
Your Highnessleavin corny niggaz spineless
Attack it with the classic rhyme flow timeless (ha ha)

Chorus: Busta Rhymes

Not a problem my squad can t fix
Cause we can doit in the mix
So when you niggaz talk trashyou can get a bust ass
Cause you know we don t fuck around
When you niggaz talk shitlay ya six feet under the ground
ground groundground ground
When you niggaz talk shitlay ya six feet under the ground
ground groundground ground

Jamal
This is how we ridethrow your hands from side to side
It s party timeand don t forget get yourscause I ma get mine
(Who dat?) The villain til I m peelin a million
Ridin dirtyand bustin like thirty-thirtytil a nigga end
Knowin that the shit is fucked I m still here to wincheddar
If you ain t about it then I think you better
hang the little plot you gotdon t sweat it main
My niggamy life s uncut like Kanereal _Raw_
Y all don t know shit about Jamal or what I m in it for:
cashcarsfly whores and tours
Fillin my pipewith no messes and no limits
Them other one scrimpinhas the tent froze frigid
Fall as a gimmickdick lickin chasin chickens
I mash for the cash with the click and
rip a show then I m dippin in the whip and high trippin

Busta Rhymes
While y all niggaz hoppin and skippin I stick the clip inyo
Accelerate on the gasmove fast
Blastfind a nigga FOOT in your ass
Colorful niggazjust peep the whole contrast
Flipmode is the Squada news flash
Bust your shit upwhat the fucknigga get up
Violateniggaz get they whole SHIT lit up!
Break foolniggaz know the rulesrob jewels
Champagne baththrow the Mo-et in the pool
Nigga caught a motherfuckin strain on the brain
ridin on the trainI ma whip a Benz in the rain
Oversized click on the rise so realize we be
dem niggaz that dead up all you funny little small fries
The franchiseFlipmode damagin all of you Fall Guys
Yo I m tired of niggaz they full of True Lies
No time.. we got the right surprise
Need a new beginninneed to get a baptise
You need to get a baptise
Word is bondaiyyo

Chorus

Grounda-grounda-gr-gr-ground-ground
Just party to the shit like this c mon
Just bounce to the motherfuckin beat c mon
You niggaz don t know my brand new song c mon
Aiyyohear me out y allUHH
Yoand just feel my shit
C mon bounce what the fuck?

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