Camera Shouldn't a did Me and Rhymes Busta Rhymes and Mystikal Ha ha ha ha
Bitch I'm on a Not the one to be up from this nigga and that nigga Hundred percent, blooded natural, rap whipper Ass kicker, mad spliffer, back much colder than the last nigga Come from my pops so 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 Master
and Busta Rhymes Ohh the shocker and the guillotine Down, now put my gun on One eight zero zero can't fly the cotton off your bottom then its gotta be me Late at night, out, you in a pertinent sleep many of these niggas coming harder than me Flip mode, no limit, who you it would be?
want nigga? Wacha need We give it to ya you bleed nigga Now my live niggas? my live bitches? This for my niggas for my live bitches
Now wacha want Wacha nigga? We give it to you you bleed nigga Now my live niggas? my live bitches? This for my live This for my bitches
Contact we will bomb All I know is they will a nigga We will bomb back we contact For or worse a niggas heart swell up and burst You know one of my niggas busting shots Bust another shot off the earth Leave a stressed Feeling the pain of a women giving birth
See now a days everywhere we go 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 up in my chariot Sorry but I having it Thinking you can roll you were wearing a little glamor and Acting all
nigga Beet it like and fuck up you cycle Blast you my grandfather's rifle I'm great to Create a crises your paying the With the devil you was never I think I might just, hit you
You know you can fold here, know it ain't all there Prepare for warfare, niggas is Fuck with my niggas we are double mode nigga you'll find trouble here Tipsy and turning, and burning Hoping and You to take hold of a niggas burning
Reps for every grain of from every street corner The ones you wanted from Brooklyn to the of the border No Limit and Flip Mode in bitch While Mystikal and Rhymes be straight busting your shit
Wacha nigga? Wacha need We gonna it to ya Untill you nigga Now where my live my live bitches? This for my niggas This for my bitches
Now wacha nigga? need nigga? We give it to you Untill you nigga Now where my live Where my bitches? This for my niggas This for my bitches
I want another of fries with my poppa's chicken and bisquit Take the out, fall out I'm not playing with dumb bitches What you if your riches don't fit ya? playing and swinging on a track We big old niggas Not some dead old Bitch you trying to do I'm get on with ya
I'm You can't I'm known for getting my cigerette ass Once I get this fucker started you can't Oww you done up now Mystikal and Rhymes like Dolomite and Red Fox They frightened of the braids, from the dread lox
Wacha nigga? Wacha need We gonna it to ya Untill you nigga Now where my niggas? Where my bitches? for my live niggas This for my bitches
Now want nigga? Wacha nigga? We give it to you Untill you bleed Now my live niggas? my live bitches? This for my live for my live bitches