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Flipmode the
You know you love it when you us on the radio
Go cop the joint and play the shit up in stereo
Or in the streets up in Jeeps or in the disco
And if you want the fly shit, my here we go

You know it's Digga lookin' in the video
With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't me though
when you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'

It be's the little mama, lip and eyeliner
The only shit poppin' White Castle or the Donna
Rah make the joints that the DJ's blast
Ghetto diva in the with the 3 page ad

Watch as the hood rat messiah swiftly
Labels scarred to death to let their artist bomb me
you can send your thuggest MC and watch me son 'em
The ruggedest bitch, even rhyme about gunnin'

Got joints like them old karate flicks
Rah Digga shirts on some big body chicks
Throw my shit in your hoopty or your trucks
And make the quickest turn around 'dro for 20 bucks

And I'll still be the if this rap shit fail me
Back to jackin' flicks from out the deli
off the interest
Sippin' on Tequila my logo on the side
Of 18 wheelers

Flipmode the
You know you love it when you hear us on the
Go cop the joint and play the shit up in stereo
Or in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the
And if you the fly shit, my nigga here we go

You know it's Digga lookin' pretty in the
With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't me though
when you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'

Ay yo yo yo
Raze and dazzle niggas y'all
Spread niggas you and dismantle niggas like y'all
I got the thing that'll majorly handle niggas y'all
Fight y'all, bust a semi and cancel like y'all

I some joke niggas who love to hassle niggas like y'all
Talk, and fix and simply dance on like y'all
Trample niggas like
Make examples outta niggas y'all
Grit their teeth and the hammer up inside the dance hall

Thugs, here's another sample for like ya'll
Or for the ones who pass and light a Roman candle for niggas like
Fight for niggas like
Grad the mic from like y'all
Blow the in the night for all my niggas like y'all

My get high niggas, I blaze for niggas like
Stink the spot up with 'dro now spray the Lysol
You we be the ultimate
We fuckin' with other shit
And we hit y'all
Yes, we sit and watch niggas ride the dick

the Imperial
You know you love it you hear us on the radio
Go cop the and play the shit up in your stereo
Or in the streets up in your or in the disco
And if you the fly shit, my nigga here we go

You know it's Digga lookin' pretty in the
Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though
Just when you think we done we hit y'all we got mo'

Aiyo, clap and slap up a nigga for talkin' lotsa wack
I roll around with the Harriet Thugman of this rap shit
Black with intellect, who wanna match wits?
Write my own rhymes so can't no nigga tell me shit

Master shit, Flipmode across the map and shit
Presenting the lady of the squad so give me dap and shit
Sayin' peace you see me, play the role like Ally Sheedy
And I ain't gon' join ya if the weed's too seedy

Yo, make you see what we doing now, put on your binoculars
Then I gas ya like a paid latino down at Banco
Rah underground and gon' always blow the spot for ya
Longest runnin' since the phantom of the opera

Bus-a-Bus, down as one of the greatest spoken philosophers
Holding a 12-shot semi with a red dot for ya
First and only female unmatched by
Rip it from old to the next millenium

Flipmode the
You know you it when you hear us on the radio
Go cop the joint and the shit up in your stereo
Or in the streets up in Jeeps or in the disco
And if you want the fly shit, my here we go

You know Digga lookin' pretty in the video
With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me
when you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'