Camera Shouldn't a did Me and Busta Rhymes and Mystikal Nigga Ha ha ha ha
I'm on a mission Not the one to be mixed up this nigga and that nigga Hundred percent, full blooded natural, rap Ass kicker, mad spliffer, flipper That much colder 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 bust a cap I'm the one mixed with duggery and Master
Mystikal and Rhymes Ohh the shocker and the guillotine Down, now put my gun on One eight zero can't nobody fly the cotton off your bottom then its gotta be me Late at night, lights out, you in a pertinent Ain't many of niggas coming harder than me Flip mode, no limit, who you thought it be?
want nigga? Wacha nigga? We give it to ya Until you nigga Now my live niggas? Where my live for my live niggas This for my live
Now wacha want Wacha need We gonna it to you you bleed nigga Now where my niggas? Where my live This for my niggas This for my bitches
Contact we bomb that All I know is they make a nigga We will back when we contact For better or Make a niggas heart up and burst You know one of my niggas shots first another shot off into the earth Leave a nigga Feeling the pain of a women child birth
See now a everywhere we go we'll carry ya Even when we swinging with bitches down at the Chickens that will bust back on you and the ferries Waiting for me to ya up in my chariot Sorry but I ain't it Thinking you can roll 'cause you were wearing a little and all irogant
Bitch Beet it like Micheal and up you cycle you with my grandfather's rifle I'm to stifle Create a crises paying the prices With the devil you was never I think I 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 you'll find trouble and turning, crispy and burning Hoping and You yearning to hold of a niggas burning
Reps for every grain of 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 Wacha nigga? We give it to ya Untill you bleed Now my live niggas? my live bitches? This for my live This for my live
Now want nigga? Wacha nigga? We gonna it to you Untill you nigga Now where my niggas? Where my bitches? for my live niggas This for my bitches
I want another side of fries with my poppa's and bisquit Take the out, fall out I'm not playing with these bitches What you doing if riches don't fit ya? playing and swinging on a track We some big old Not dead old niggas you trying to do something I'm gonna get on ya
I'm You can't I'm known for nasty With my ass Once I get fucker started you can't stop Oww you fucked up now Mystikal and Rhymes like Dolomite and Red Fox They frightened of the braids, from the dread lox
Wacha want Wacha need We gonna it to ya Untill you bleed Now my live niggas? my live bitches? This for my niggas for my live bitches
Now want nigga? need nigga? We give it to you Untill you nigga Now my live niggas? my live bitches? This for my niggas This for my live