Camera a did that Me and Busta Busta Rhymes and Mystikal Ha ha ha ha
I'm on a mission Not the one to be mixed up from this and that nigga percent, full blooded natural, rap whipper Ass kicker, mad spliffer, back much colder than the last nigga Come my pops so y'all ain't fucking with me I to get down, it's time to get down I think you chicken a cap I'm the one mixed with duggery and P-ugh
and Busta Rhymes Ohh shit the and the guillotine Down, now put my gun on One zero zero can't nobody fly Like the cotton off your bottom its gotta be me at night, lights out, you in a pertinent sleep Ain't many of these coming harder than me Flip mode, no limit, who you it would be?
want nigga? Wacha need We gonna it to ya Until you nigga Now where my live my live bitches? This for my live for my live bitches
Now wacha want need nigga? We give it to you Until you bleed Now my live niggas? Where my live for my live niggas This for my bitches
Contact we will bomb All I know is they make a nigga We bomb back when we contact For or worse Make a niggas heart up and burst You know one of my niggas busting first Bust another shot off into the Leave a stressed Feeling the of a women giving child birth
See now a days everywhere we go carry ya Even we swinging with bitches down at the Marriot Chickens that will bust back on you and the ferries Waiting for me to ya Ride up in my Sorry but I having it Thinking you can roll 'cause you wearing a little glamor and all irogant
Bitch it like Micheal and fuck up you cycle Blast you my grandfather's rifle I'm great to Create a crises your the prices With the you was never richeous I think I might just, hit you
You know you can fold here, niggas it ain't all there Prepare for warfare, is everywhere Fuck with my niggas we are double Flip mode you'll find trouble here Tipsy and turning, and burning Hoping and You yearning to hold of a niggas burning
Reps for every of salt from every street corner The you wanted from Brooklyn to the south of the border No Limit and Flip in this bitch Mystikal and Busta Rhymes be straight busting your shit
Wacha want need nigga? We gonna it to ya you bleed nigga Now my live niggas? Where my bitches? This for my niggas This for my live
Now want nigga? Wacha need We give it to you you bleed nigga Now where my niggas? Where my bitches? This for my live for my live bitches
I another side of fries with my poppa's chicken and bisquit Take the wall out, out I'm not playing with dumb bitches What you doing if your riches fit ya? playing and swinging on a track We some big old Not some old niggas Bitch you trying to do I'm gonna get on ya
I'm You match I'm for getting nasty my cigerette ass Once I get this fucker you can't stop Oww you done up now Mystikal and Rhymes like Dolomite and Red Fox They frightened of the braids, running from the lox
Wacha nigga? Wacha need We give it to ya Untill you nigga Now where my niggas? Where my bitches? This for my niggas This for my bitches
Now want nigga? Wacha need We gonna it to you you bleed nigga Now where my live my live bitches? This for my niggas This for my bitches