Lyrics:
down the middle man
Take the bones out man for real
Yeah all apple pie yeah
Straight up, Flipmode BK king
[Ghostface Killah]
It was the best heist
flipmode fam (uh-huh)
I heard the word's came safe from rah digga and baby sham (right)
Said you (passed the courvoisier) to pick up a gun
Said you more
you homie, I hope you came prepared
'cause I don't care if you live or phony, 'cause we ain't neva scared
Flipmode and the Dirty South niggaz know
the house with me he got something he want to say
Ah-yo this is little tape from the instigators can't none of y'all fuck with Flipmode. Can't none
for me to pass down
Don't speak unless you're spoken to
Get broke in two
Flipmode we be the chosen few
Yeah nigga entrap y'all
I know some niggas
down the middle man
Take the bones out man for real
Yeah all apple pie yeah
Straight up, Flipmode BK king
[Ghostface Killah]
It was the best heist
wit my Flipmode familia
That's a fact we comin through, so step back
MOVE, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!
Get the fuck up off of me and please release me
wit my Flipmode familia
That's a fact we comin through, so step back
MOVE, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE, MOVE!
Get the f**** up off of me and please release me
[Jim Carrey]
This is a Flipmode Squad
Jim Carrey collabo
Now what?
[Busta]
Ugh, hallelujah
Kids hear this come on
While I'm lacing and tryna
Uh ah ah oH, ah ah ah
Check it out
Flipmode Squad, ´98
Raw deluxe, check it out y´all
I be the street kid, the brother your momma freak wit
Put your
to see me outlined in chalk
Money talks , bullshit won't
Flipmode get money stay holdin down the fort
Money talks , bullshit won't
Bless every livin soul
(yeah)
Busted with paper, infected with rhyme
Repeat 1 to fade
[Lil' Cease]
Yo, yo, feel the ruff, nigga
Uh, Flipmode
Uh,
I'll bust all you cats in the game for malpractice
I'm in Jersey, where I'm paying no taxes
I'll stick your girl, Agnus
Flipmode bring the madness
[E-40] Charlie Hust`, Busta Bust`, let`s do it
[Busta]
Hehehehe, Flipmode, Sic-Wid-It
You know what`s best for you, you better get widdit
uh, uh, oh (Flipmode)
Uh, uh, uh, oh (Lumidee)
Uh, uh, uh, oh (ayo, y'all know why she going "uh oh," right?)
Check it
Yo, Prada hotter all on my
uh, uh, oh (Flipmode)
Uh, uh, uh, oh (Lumidee)
Uh, uh, uh, oh (ayo, y'all know why she going "uh oh," right?)
Check it
Yo, Prada hotter all on my
[Busta Rhymes]
Busta Rhymes ya gots to be the sure shot
Flipmode ya gots to be the sure shot
Aftermath ya gots to be the sure shot
My live niggas
feat. Meka
The Surgeon General.. of the Flipmode Squad..
has determined.. that the sounds you about to hear..
can be devestatin'... to your ear..
Here we here we here we go why'all
Busta Rhymes Flipmode why'all
Yeah yeah why'all
Extinction Level Event s***
Bomb threat to the whole world
Chip inside the fuel injection
To the attention to this
Lesson before I mеntion
Experience thе Flipmode lyrical apprehension
I'm in the zone, hang up
destroy the facade
Your little lungs is too weak to hotbox with God
Rah Digga, First Lady of the Flipmode Squad
Gotta be hard like a young nigga walkin
to hotbox with god
Rah digga, first lady of the flipmode squad
Gotta be hard like a young nigga walkin the yard
For the first time, we ain't the niggaz you
spell it out for you homie, I hope you came prepared
'cause I don't care if you live or phony, 'cause we ain't neva scared
Flipmode and the Dirty South
pictures of Flipmode
So I'm with my man and you know we gon' discuss her
All I could hear is him sayin', don't trust her
You know her lil' cousin fuck
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