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Busta

Attention please, please
Can I have attention please
So humorous, we at all ay'all
The alliance has now officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official
It's another

Beats:

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's
shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start in here
Now put your bottles in the air, light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it like liposucion
Niggas that don't like me get the for frontin'
Cause one night in the gets your life on crutches
You got whodie, I'll cock that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top on it
Stop shorty, I know you love me
Probably one of my beats then owe me money
you don't know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the to come mop the room up
or Die Volume two, smash the charts
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, OH!

Busta Rhymes

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

Busta

niggas try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we gonna be to present
Y'all niggas with some other shit to in the street
And the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all the heat
Feed y'all niggas more like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
And make you bounce how will play the congo
And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the
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 through the with a hollow
Like the foul shit you waste and transpired right infront the
Yo, the general Busta Busta and memorable
You we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials

Swizz

Listen, and Ruff Ryders bang out hits
S-W-I two Z's out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we out whips
Y'all go to war revolvers that bang out flicks
Now find me on in the summer when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin, nigga your ain't important
Your camp hotter than ours?, the fuck snortin'
My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of cans
(Yo Swizz, I you stole), Whoa! listen man
Mindin' my business make you a missin' man
See the and hand?, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about you hear
Just scream and shout and just in here

3x

New York, they ready 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 bustin' of them, y'all hear that