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Busta

please, attention please
Can I have everybody's please
So humorous, we at all ay'all
The alliance has now been formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now baby
another headbanger

Swizz

Swizz Beats, who on your streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in
All my in the clubs start wildin' in here
Now put bottles in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta it tight like liposucion
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for
Cause one night in the club gets your life on
You got that whodie, I'll cock forty
Flyin' in the 5 the top back on it
that shorty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my then owe me money
Plus you know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, OH!

Chorus: Busta

(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), Jump come on
Get your hands up, (What!), now all my do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me walk you it
(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), Jump come on
Get your hands up, (What!), now all my do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me walk you it

Busta

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we gonna be to present
niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your
we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
Feed y'all niggas gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
And make you bounce how poncho will play the
And on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
New York to Colorado, so just follow
I'm living for and livin' tomorrow
up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you the chest with a hollow
the foul shit you waste and transpired right infront the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta shock and
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly like

Swizz

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff bang out hits
S-W-I two Z's bang out
out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out
Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it
And up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin, your life ain't important
Your camp than ours?, the fuck y'all snortin'
My bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' and out of soda cans
(Yo Swizz, I heard you stole), Whoa! man
Mindin' my business will make you a man
See the and hand?, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put your on the wall
don't ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in

3x

New York, ain't ready for it
A-T-L, they ain't for it
Oh, Oh, Oh, ain't ready for it
Whoa, Oh, Oh, ain't ready for it
My

Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all hear