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Yeah, where you think you goin. where you you goin.
Ladies and gentlemen, the unit for the 9-8.
Flipmode squad baby. my word.
All you sucker mc's, try to hide this stuff. come here.
Where you think you goin, nigga. come here.
Y'all niggaz seein jack. shit !!!

Verse 1: sham
Aiiyo, the truth.
Too short to let it hurt. some dirt, and be the first slangin hertz.
of the hum of the birds.
Fall back when I shine on my shine, two shows behind.
It's a fucked up vehicle. my lines.
Hotel asks a "could I share my dimes.
Picture that, when you scared to toes.
me close.
Rollin with the wearin yesterdays clothes.
a fouled sin into my squad without permition.
I started dissin, you listen. pay attention.
Fatheresly. the shadow leads you to the hood.
You wanna switch up because some stalked you up.
Or is the fact they thought you was rollin with us.
Left you all draged, like two trains it up.

Verse 2: spliff
Aiiyo, spliff drama.
him to sonna.
Type of nigga would sell crack to your mama.
the cash and give me a bind marijuana.
Check me bound, and some bull panic .
Back in the days. I'm off the drugs a sonna.
Nigga pushin ! boy. emselves like no other.
Kid like blues brothers.
weather rock the ramma.
Lye in front off the d.a. and ya .
I represent street niggas, carry niggas.
to keep niggas. ain't nothing but these sweet niggas.
I tooken. gun but cha scar open.
If you fuck wit my nigga where you think you goin.

Where you you goin.
you think you goin.
Aiiyo, what you nigga.
Where you you goin.
you think you goin.
Where you you goin.
Aiiyo, you movin for.
you think you goin.
Where you you goin.
Where you think you
Aiiyo, what you nigga.
you think you goin.

Verse 3: busta
You that you can run (ha)
You that you can hide (haa)
You best believe you comin. I think you better slide.
you stay bitchin, another nigga missin.
Bodies snatch you up.! the cream. .
in hells kitchen. my trigger fingers itchin.
Nervous system's up.
why my nerves twitchin.
Inslave your mentality. brain fried.
We after you, sergeon for a free ride.
Where you think you son ?
We catch you soon.
We here to take this shit.
the tycoon.
Blossom and gloom. capture any nigga sober in a little room.
Ha ha ha ha ha.

Verse 4: rah
Uh oh. you lil league boy I your beats.
You sound bullshitely, you .
you to ball, when you know you're wack.
In a settin of a reverands track.
Boy ! rah busy, my shit be way slaver.
Curder rapper ernest like the one labour.
One first be the bitch tap oil.
Loyal to my niggas. are fucked around, and riders rappin for you.
stays blowin. goin' to the top.
Where you you're goin.
Pocket throwin. smooth like the lowin.
Rap flowin.
Where you think goin.

Verse 5:
I'm a man at work.
expert.
Look out you get hurt.
the dirt. line for line.
I be the mastermind.
That's be full time me shine.
I know the sign.
I'm rich, and life is a bitch.
Losin' snitch camey fake beggar.
Jim baker. I take you're like the undertaker.
Flipmode money-maker, that kill for this paper.
on the poppin.
People know when the album droppin.
Start talkin. walkin.
Flatbush new and we live for you.
for you.
My squad oil.
Now we coppin things.
rings. nice cosy things.
And a for free.
the tunnel to envy.
Ramp's the mc.
My ke! eps growin.
you think you goin.

Verse 6: lord have
gunnin to.
Splash rain pooves.
Fuck is you. stand peach.
for choose.
booves.
Now low moves.
crew like statue with jungle jewels.
Son gets school, wit the crew.
Pay double dues. to the graves, hustle grooves.
Flesh tissue. kiss you. no love for you.
Ooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
And me the wanted fool.
in horrical, make power moves.
Snatch colors loose. a rule.
Raw business shit in my hands, and shakes with it.
Till you fridget.
Local or distance.
Gets served.
And a burn
Like james when I'm blowin.
Fuck is wit cha.
Where you think goin.
Where you you're goin.
Where you think goin.

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