Camera Shouldn't a did Me and Rhymes Busta Rhymes and Mystikal Ha ha ha ha
I'm on a mission Not the one to be mixed up from this and that nigga Hundred percent, blooded natural, rap whipper Ass kicker, mad spliffer, flipper That much colder than the last from my pops so y'all ain't fucking with me I come to get down, it's to get down I think you chicken a cap I'm the one mixed with duggery and P-ugh
and Busta Rhymes Ohh shit the and the guillotine Down, now put my gun on One zero 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 these coming harder than me Flip mode, no limit, who you it would 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 bitches
Now wacha want Wacha need We gonna it to you Until you bleed Now where my live Where my bitches? This for my live This for my live
Contact we will bomb All I is they will make a nigga We will bomb when we contact For better or Make a niggas heart up and burst You know one of my busting shots first Bust another off into the earth a nigga stressed Feeling the pain of a women giving child
See now a days everywhere we go carry ya Even when we swinging with bitches down at the Chickens that will bust back on you and the ferries for me to marry ya Ride up in my but I ain't having it Thinking you can 'cause you were wearing a little glamor and all irogant
Bitch it like Micheal and fuck up you cycle Blast you with my grandfather's I'm great to Create a crises your the prices With the devil you was richeous I think I might just, hit you
You know you can fold here, niggas it ain't all there Prepare for warfare, is everywhere Fuck with my we are double there Flip mode you'll find trouble here Tipsy and turning, and burning Hoping and You to take hold of a niggas burning
for every grain of salt from every street corner The ones you wanted Brooklyn to the south of the border No Limit and Flip Mode in this While Mystikal and Rhymes be straight busting your shit
Wacha want Wacha need We give it to ya you bleed nigga Now my live niggas? my live bitches? This for my live This for my bitches
Now want nigga? Wacha nigga? We give it to you Untill you bleed Now my live niggas? Where my live This for my live This for my live
I want another side of fries with my poppa's and bisquit Take the out, fall out I'm not playing these dumb bitches you doing if your riches don't fit ya? Ball playing and swinging on a We big old niggas Not some dead old Bitch you to do something I'm gonna get on ya
I'm You match I'm known for nasty my cigerette ass Once I get fucker 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
want nigga? Wacha nigga? We gonna it to ya Untill you bleed Now where my live Where my live This for my niggas This for my live
Now want nigga? Wacha nigga? We gonna it to you Untill you nigga Now my live niggas? Where my bitches? for my live niggas This for my bitches