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Busta

Attention please, attention
Can I have attention please
So humorous, we laugh at all
The alliance has now officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, now official baby
It's headbanger

Beats:

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six
I be on the MP so much my wrist's weak
Ain't sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs wildin' in here
Now put your in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight liposucion
Niggas don't like me get the knife for frontin'
Cause one night in the club gets life on crutches
You got whodie, I'll cock that 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 know me money, so stop the
you need the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die two, smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the 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), Jump come on
Get hands 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, send my crew on a hunt
of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and blunts
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we gonna be to present
Y'all with some other shit to bang in the street
And the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
Feed y'all niggas more like a mutherfuckin' all you can eat
And make you bounce how will play the congo
And bang on the bongo, free to bounce on the
From New York to Colorado, so just
I'm for today and livin' tomorrow
up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you the chest with a hollow
Like the shit you waste and transpired right infront the impalo
Yo, the general Busta shock and memorable
You know we precious like minerals, and deadly burials

Swizz

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

3x

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

Guns plenty of them, y'all hear that