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Attention please, please
Can I have attention please
So humorous, we laugh at all
The alliance has now been officially
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 my wrist's weak
shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start in here

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

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

Plus you know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the up
Ryde or Die two, smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the Mozart, oh

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

niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and
Busta Rhymes, represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we be here to present

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

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

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

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 hands 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
out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers that out flicks

Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it
And up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your life ain't
Your camp hotter than ours, the fuck snortin'

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

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

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

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

My

Guns plenty of them, y'all hear that