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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
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official
It's another banger

Swizz Beats, who hits on your streets every six
I be on the MP so much that my weak
shit sweet, pile 'em in here
All my thugs in the clubs wildin' in here

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

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 sample one of my beats then owe me

you don't know me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the to come mop the room up
or Die Volume two, smash the charts
Now put your in the air for the black Mozart, oh

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

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

Y'all niggas try to front, send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking and blunts
Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ryder, and my nigga Swizz
And we gonna be to present

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

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

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

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

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

Listen, Flipmode and Ryders bang out hits
S W I two Z's out clips
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 it starts
And iced up, nice cut, new of Jordans
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
smokers, hopin' more and out of soda cans
Yo Swizz, I heard you stole, whoa, man
Mindin' my business make you a missin' man

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

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 come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get hands 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

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

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

My

Guns bustin' plenty of them, y'all that