[Busta Rhymes]
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Yea, I know it's kinda cold outside
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Bring your nasty ass inside
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("Eddie you should know better.." - [C. Mayfield])
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Play yourself a dark corner motherfucker, yea
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("Brother, you know you're wrong.." - [C. Mayfield])
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Come on, can't stop, won't stop, rockin' for you niggas
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'Cause I rep the street and Johnnie Cochran for you niggas
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And I, got a state gun cockin' for you niggas
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(twenty-one) legal (gun) shots
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[Rah Digga]
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Poppin' for you niggas
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And I, blow tones, more force than cyclones
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Shit is on everytime I catch a Ron Jones
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Thug bitch, rock boots and hoops with rhinestones
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(Got the) key (to the) city and (run the crime zone)
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[Busta Rhymes]
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Now come on, take something, shake something, break something
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Stop, close your shop, you niggas ain't sayin' nothin'
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Niggas be frontin' and knowin' they ain't really weighin' nothin'
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Betta (stop) 'fore we (pop) and really (get to sprayin' something)
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[Busta] Flood it up
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[Digga] Whip it up
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[Busta] Smoke it up
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[Digga] Blooded up,
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Niggas straight tryin' to brake, I tell 'em shut it up,
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I spit the ill for real, ain't nothin' buttered up,
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(Flipmode) doin' it (everybody) love it up
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[Chorus]
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East coast, what up? West coast, what up?
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Midwest, what up? Dirty South, what up?
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All my chickenheads, put it in your mouth,
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It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
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All my thugs, what up? Thug bitches, what up?
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Street niggas, what up? Stack riches, no doubt
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We got the block locked take another route,
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It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
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My niggas HOOK
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[Rah Digga]
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Dirtiest, wordiest, Jersey it's wetter than a mile
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I stalk like pedophiles, no body get's saved when I bless the child
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Gettin' (eight) like (snapper) you too fessed to vow
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[Busta] Hold up
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[Digga] Run on
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[Busta] Get up
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[Digga] Come on
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[Busta Rhymes]
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Ahhooo!
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And put every single nigga where I'm from on
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(Bitches) all in the (spot) go head (and get your) fun on
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(Niggas keepin' it) movin' (go head) and get your (thug on)
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[Rah Digga]
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(What on) earth possesed y'all to try a lil' (drunk) lil' (high)
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Big heads in the sky make (niggas) straight (cry)
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Without Mo' and Dry, take it down (homeboy) got bigger fish to fry
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Fuck that (Other nigga) Rush that (sucker nigga)
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[Busta Rhymes]
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Niggas love the way we sound up on another Digga
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(Hot D) but I got another younger brother bigger
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(Digga) pass me the Henny so I can take another swigger
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[Chorus]
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[Rah Digga]
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Switch it up like Ak-Nel
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Why you hit a dry spell,
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Cats like you get no reply on the Skytel
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(Hate y'all) Raps like Eminem hate Britney
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(Bonafide) MC (Who) fuckin' with me?
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[Busta Rhymes]
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Top niggas better give props nigga
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('Fore you get dropped) fuck around and get your shit popped nigga,
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Flip-flop niggas, you could (really get your shit mopped)
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Or left to lay up in a pit stop nigga
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[Digga] Spillin' it
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[Busta] Feelin' it
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[Digga] Killin' it
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[Busta] Come on!
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[Rah Digga]
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The hardest MC don't want flex no more
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(Make it hot) everytime I rock, rest assured
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Shit'll have that (who could rock) the raw best award, nigga
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[Busta] Look it up
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[Digga] Cook it up
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[Busta] Shook it up
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[Digga] Book it up
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[Busta Rhymes]
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When we (rock) you shouldn't watch (promoters) nook it up
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(Raise the level a little) you know (my niggas) took it up
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(In and outta big) figgas while me and (Digga) cook it up
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[Chorus]
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Betta Stay Up In Your House
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Busta Rhymes |