Camera Shouldn't a did Me and Rhymes Busta Rhymes and Nigga Ha ha ha ha
Bitch I'm on a Not the one to be mixed up this nigga and that nigga Hundred percent, full natural, rap whipper Ass kicker, mad spliffer, flipper much colder than the last nigga Come from my pops so y'all ain't fucking me I come to get down, it's time to get I think you chicken a cap I'm the one mixed with duggery and Master
Mystikal and Busta Ohh shit the shocker and the Down, now put my gun on One eight zero zero can't fly Like the cotton off your bottom its gotta be me Late at night, lights out, you in a pertinent Ain't many of these niggas coming than me Flip mode, no limit, who you thought it be?
Wacha nigga? Wacha nigga? We gonna it to ya Until you bleed Now where my live my live bitches? This for my live This for my bitches
Now wacha nigga? Wacha nigga? We give it to you you bleed nigga Now where my niggas? Where my live This for my live This for my live
Contact we will that All I is they will make a nigga We will back when we contact For or worse Make a niggas heart swell up and You one of my niggas busting shots first Bust another shot off the earth Leave a nigga Feeling the pain of a giving child birth
See now a days we go we'll carry ya when we swinging with bitches down at the Marriot Chickens that will bust on you and the ferries that Waiting for me to ya Ride up in my Sorry but I ain't it Thinking you can roll you were wearing a little glamor and Acting all
nigga Beet it like Micheal and up you cycle Blast you with my grandfather's I'm to stifle Create a your paying the prices With the devil you was richeous I I might just, hit you now?
You know you can here, niggas know it ain't all there Prepare for warfare, is everywhere with my niggas we are double there Flip mode nigga find trouble here Tipsy and turning, crispy and Hoping and You yearning to take hold of a niggas
Reps for every grain of from every street corner The ones you wanted Brooklyn to the south of the border No Limit and Flip Mode in bitch While Mystikal and Busta Rhymes be busting your shit
want nigga? Wacha nigga? We give it to ya Untill you bleed Now my live niggas? Where my bitches? for my live niggas This for my bitches
Now wacha want Wacha need We gonna it to you Untill you bleed Now my live niggas? Where my live for my live niggas This for my live
I another side of fries with my poppa's chicken and bisquit Take the out, fall out I'm not playing with these bitches you doing if your riches don't fit ya? Ball and swinging on a track We some big old Not some old niggas you trying to do something I'm get on with ya
I'm You match I'm for getting nasty my cigerette ass Once I get this started you can't stop Oww you fucked up now Mystikal and Busta Rhymes Dolomite and Red Fox They frightened of the braids, running the dread lox
Wacha nigga? Wacha nigga? We give it to ya you bleed nigga Now my live niggas? Where my live This for my niggas This for my bitches
Now want nigga? need nigga? We give it to you you bleed nigga Now where my niggas? Where my live for my live niggas This for my live