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Attention please, please
Can I have everybody's attention
So humorous, we laugh at all
The alliance has now been formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now baby
It's head banger

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in
All my thugs in the clubs start in here

Now put your in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it like liposuction
that don't like me get the knife for frontin'
'Cause one in the club gets your life on crutches

You got that whodie, I'll cock forty
Flyin' in the 5 the top back on it
Stop that shorty, I you love me
Probably one of my beats then owe me money

Plus you don't know me money, so the rumors
you need the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die two, smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the Mozart, oh

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump baby on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Y'all niggas try to front, send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and
Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
And we gonna be to present

Y'all niggas with some other shit to bang in the
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor your feet
Before we bang niggas all with the heat
Feed niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat

And make you bounce how poncho will play the
And bang on the bongo, free to on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so follow
I'm for today and livin' tomorrow

Open up mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest a hollow
Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right in front the
Yo, the general Busta Busta and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly burials

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff bang out hits
S W I two Z's out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that bang out

Now find me on in the summer when it starts
And up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your life important
Your hotter than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

My bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of cans
Yo Swizz, I heard you stole, whoa, man
Mindin' my business will make you a man

See the wrist and hand, got on the wall
And a in hand, I'll put your back on the wall
don't ask me no more about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just in here

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump baby on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump baby on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

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

My

Guns bustin' of them, y'all hear that