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Attention please, attention
Can I have everybody's attention
So humorous, we at all y'all
The has now been officially formed
Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's another head

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

Now put your bottles in the air, then light your
Me and keep it tight like liposuction
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for
one night in the club gets your life on crutches

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

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

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

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we gonna be here to

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

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

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

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

Listen, Flipmode and Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's bang out
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 iced up, nice cut, new pair of
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your ain't important
Your hotter than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

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

See the wrist and hand, got plaques on the
And a fifth in hand, put your back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about you hear
Just scream and shout and wild in here

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

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

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

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

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

My

Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all hear