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Attention please, attention
Can I everybody's attention please
So humorous, we at all y'all
The alliance has now been officially
Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's another head

Swizz Beats, who hits on streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist's
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in
All my thugs in the start wildin' in here

Now put your bottles in the air, light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight like
Niggas that don't like me get the for frontin'
'Cause one night in the club gets your life on

You got that whodie, I'll that forty
Flyin' in the 5 the top back on it
that shorty, I know you love me
Probably one of my beats then owe me money

Plus you don't know me money, so the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the up
Ryde or Die Volume two, the charts
Now put hands in the air for the black Mozart, oh

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump baby on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Y'all try to front, I'll send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we gonna be here to

Y'all niggas some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all the heat
Feed y'all niggas more like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat

And you bounce how poncho will play the Congo
And on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so just
I'm living for today and livin'

Open up your mouth, I got big for you to swallow
Blow you through the with a hollow
Like the shit you waste and transpired right in front the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta and memorable
You know we like minerals, and deadly like burials

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump baby on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your up, what, now let me walk you through it

Listen, Flipmode and Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's bang out
out chicks, for fun we bang out whips
Y'all go to war with revolvers bang out flicks

Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it
And up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin', nigga your ain't important
Your camp hotter than ours, the fuck y'all

My thugs out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda
Yo Swizz, I you stole, whoa, listen man
Mindin' my business will make you a man

See the wrist and hand, got on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, baby come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Ohh, now on
Scream, baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your up, what, now let me walk you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, jump baby on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me you through it

Ohh, now on
Scream, baby come on
Get hands up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your hands up, what, now let me walk you it

Ohh, now on
Scream, baby come on
Get your hands up, what, now all my do it
Get your up, what, now let me walk you through it

New York, they ready for it
A T L, ain't ready for it
Oh, oh, oh, they ready for it
Whoa, oh, oh, they ready for it

My

Guns bustin' plenty of them, hear that