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Busta

please, attention please
Can I have everybody's please
So humorous, we at all ay'all
The alliance has now been officially
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now baby
It's another

Beats:

Swizz Beats, who on your streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much my wrist's weak
Ain't sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs start in here
Now put your bottles in the air, then light dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight liposucion
Niggas don't like me get the knife for frontin'
Cause one night in the club your life on crutches
You got that whodie, I'll cock forty
in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop shorty, I know you love me
sample one of my beats then owe me money
Plus you don't me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume two, smash the
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, OH!

Busta Rhymes

(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), Jump baby on
Get your up, (What!), now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me you through it
(Ohhhh), Now on
(Screeeam), baby come on
Get your up, (What!), now all my ladies do it
Get hands up, (What!)
Now let me walk you it

Busta

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll send my on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking and blunts
Busta Rhymes, represent
For the Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
And we gonna be here to
niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all with the
y'all niggas more gutters like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
And make you bounce how will play the congo
And on the bongo, free to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so follow
I'm living for today and livin'
Open up your mouth, I got big for you to swallow
Blow you the chest with a hollow
Like the foul shit you and transpired right infront the impalo
Yo, the general Busta Busta and memorable
You we precious like minerals, and deadly like burials

Swizz

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out
two Z's bang out clips
Bang out chicks, for fun we out whips
Y'all go to war revolvers that bang out flicks
Now find me on two-fifth in the when it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new pair of
of extortin, nigga your life ain't important
Your hotter than ours?, the fuck y'all snortin'
My thugs bang out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem
Hash smokers, hopin' more and out of soda
(Yo Swizz, I heard you stole), Whoa! man
Mindin' my business will you a missin' man
See the and hand?, got plaques on the wall
And a fifth in hand, I'll put your back on the
Nigga don't ask me no more about you hear
Just scream and shout and wild in here

3x

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

Guns bustin' of them, y'all hear that