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Flipmode Squad - This is what happens

Tekst :

Ayo Rah who dat nigga?
Rah Digga , Rampage
Yo man
The word on the street is Flipmode has arisen
True , aight
There s alotta player haters that s tryin na playa hate y all
Fuck outta here , word up
Do you have something to say Rah Digga?
Motherfucking right , ayo Rah yo Rah yo Rah
Bitches write her own rhymes what niggas aint fucking wit us
Rah , yo check it Rah
Cool like

[Rah Digga]
What
Talked about who rips it right
Always keep a crowd goin like a schoolyard fight
Always hold it down lovely when it s time to bulid
Been doin musical chairs like Levert, Sweat, and Gill
Who doubt me niggas on the internet shout me
Playin me close or leave your bitter house stout b
Pullin chips if it s a bet you want
I ll demolish you and your fuckin debutom boy
Talkin bout she rap now y all niggas is sick
I ll be milky like ways or milky like wick or
Whatever type phrase rappers choose to model
I ll take it right from you then have my peoples rob you
Flunky , all the stations gon pump me
Street shit I show another face like humpty
Niggas , that s my word is bon
We gon hit you with the heat like you motherfucking Spawn

CHORUS: Rampage and Rah Digga
This is what happens
When you fuck with my clique
This is what happens
When you bitin niggas shit
This is what happens
When you can t make a hit
This is what happens , this is what happens , this is what happens
When you fuckin wit my crew
This is what happens
What a nigga posed to do
This is what happens
We got street shit to
This is what happens , this is what happens

[Rampage]
Nowadays MC s get kicked to the curb (curb)
Rampage I ma spark y all that s my word
Me and Digga we in the game that s superb (perb)
Gettin all the money and plaques on reserve (uh)
When I m in Y.O. with Swizz and the Ruff Ryders (or)
I m chillin in the Bricks with Zee and the Outsidaz (sidaz)
All you other cliques be frontin y all dick riders (riders)
You damn right I got the whole enchiladas (ladas)
Drinkin iced teas plus , pina coladas (ladas)
My Flipmode niggas we be the Brooklyn Globetrotters (trotters)
Now I m seein chips like Erica Strata
Yo my favorite rap album was Tribe, Midnight Marauders (uh)
I m takin you back like Afrikaa Bambattaa
I m hittin you , hittin you with the force (force)
Catch me in the VIBE , Rap City , or The Source
Source , source , source
Motherfucker

CHORUS

[Rampage]
Rampage , I m the biggest thing in life (life)
Don Juan , shut down your pentagon (gon)
Watch me get the millions , with my Flipmode affilions
Like Vodka , fuck up your liver watch I deliver (liver)
Your body decompose in the river
Pass through like cold breeze feel your body shiver (shiver)
Microphone killer, finga on the trigga , Ramp to Rah Digga

[Rah Digga]
Digga
Gotta stay focused can t lose the drive
Help my moms and my pops quit they nine to five
Get it now for the c case I don t survive
That s why (that s why) that s why (that s why)
I ma take all the crap that be in this game
And don t think I m a bitch or succumb to fame
If I m puffin on lah don t remember your name
That s why (that s why) that s why (that s why)

CHORUS

This is what happens
Yeah it s gon happen , its gon happen (y know what I m sayin)
Rah Digga , Rah Digga
Rampage the lieutenant , what
DJ Scratch , Scratch baby , forever
Huh , spliff a spliff huh they can t touch us
Flipmode Squad can t touch us
We comin for your ass , comin for your ass
Yeah

Flipmode Squad - Last night

Tekst :

(Busta Rhymes)(Chorus)
Comin in the dance last night(uh hum)
Busta boy fear last night(uh oh)
Me couldn t find me nine(um hum)
So me go, pull out me knife(so me say)
(repeat 2 x)

(Spilff Star)
A lot of brothers don t like me
Screw me when the site me
Pop a lot of shit, but they scared to death to fight me
See me on the stage wit Bust on some rap shit
They see me in the club wit Bust on some lap shit
Befrore this rap shit, it was the corner crack shit
But now i m on the world on some autograph shit
Spliff-a-Spliff drop the 4 5th round the waiste
So if you want war, let me deal with the case
Ain t nothin to it, brother i got the heart to do it
Blast in, cover the sidewalk wit ya fluid
Ya niggas stupid, ya got brains, brother use it
Ain t nithin gonna stop my black ass, from gettin cash
On the real, that s how deeply i feel
A born again hooligan, hungry for this meal
Got the iced- out platinum rings that you wanna steal
Come get it, watch ya whole shit get wetted
Street colonel cat, got enough cats to set it
So if you ain t doin shit , ya niggas need to dead it
Watchin my money, it cost bullets in ya tummy
It s all ral here, there ain t no fear here
You mess around here, you catch ya death here
I mean it, you could front, but you believe it
Nigga guard your life before i turn around and steal it
Look into my eyes and analyze what you deal wit
If I can t find you, I take it out on who you be wit
Type of bitch nigga i would never smoke a tree wit

(Busta Rhymes)(Chorus)
repeat 2 s

(Busta Rhymes)
Nowadays we blow like smoke out the exhaust
Contamenatin smoke still makin me cough
I mean we bout to turn this wak shit off
Wak niggas is sick wit the flu sippin chicken broth
Now here s another winnin ripoff
Gettin money, eatin fine cuisine like buttered shrimp and rice pilaf
Stay heavily armed, Alakun Salom
Watch you bitch ass suffer til you got to beg for ya moms
Now turn the truck on, get ya fuck on, got you stuck on
Stupid right between yo legs, get yo suck on
drink bottles, treat niggas like Gus D Amoto
Eat avacado, soon to go purchase a white Diablo
Niggas know my motto, lets get money, Macho Camacho
Applaud another rapper, lets go collect the nacho
Oh shit, hope you don t slip, another murder commit
The episode comin on Teen Summit
Little corny nigga talk too quick, think he slick
Throwin a brick, yappin off, lyin on his dick
Too late, you ll be the type o nigga that I love to hate
Brutally bust ya shit like a nigga turned primate
Time of the year, feel great, clean slate
Throw a nickle plate, property shoppin to but a landscape
How they say street niggas ill never have
Now we possess the 5S wit the cherry red Nav
Doin things like signin graffiti on autograph
Gettin so much money staff calculate the math
Laugh you know the half, eyin in the stash
Mediatin watch the wind blow the blunt ash
You had a blast , now how long you gonna last
Ice grillin for nothing, you make yoself ass
Brace yoself one more time, know what i mean dun
Violate cross the foul line, it be yo last one

(Chorus til end)

Flipmode Squad - Hit you with the heat

Tekst :

Yeah, Luitenent what!
Yeah, muthafucka it´s Flipmode
yeah yeah, spliff, check it out
-Rampage Verse-
Grab my big ill shit back in the days
Rockin shows tow they leaders with rags for my waves
Flipmode be the union now i´m playin for the Braves
I´m hardcore nigga that´s straight from the gutter (gutter)
I used to play celli plus i piece and butta
Now im the nigga that´s runnin in your baby motha
Buggin me out, you can call me grand lova!
And now im rubbin toppin ????? with my Luisville straga
-Baby Sham Verse-
My Squad is sick (uh) niggas who pop shit get pistoled whipped (what)
Get your wig pushedback (what), I react and snap like Kodak, these
cats get the picture (what)
Put on level black suade tens and come and get ya (yeah)
My target is to beat ya, we all spore hoods like grim reapers
these shine in the dark blink of an eye the last spark
Get closed up first thug nigga hold up 21st side see me rounding it up
Chorus
See when we come through we got nuf shit to floss
Got u feelin it and your cousin even your aunt
violate, we coming like ghost we gonna haunt
Hit you with the heat is that what you really want?
What you really want is that what you really want?
We hit you with the heat is that what you really want?
What you really want is that what you really want?
we hit you with the heat is that what you really want?
-Spliff Star Verse-
Y all niggas wanna test my squad I doubt it doubt it
All that dirty talk gun talk you talkin bout it bout it (what)
Nigga feel my vibe niggas see my vision (say what)
(Be y p?) nigga play your position
I fuck up this game and make the ref blow the whistle (phwiih)
My squad be the official, cliq in this rap shit
This be on the record and watch you get your ass kicked
Get´s me on turn (chab?) flickin blood ashes
(Rah Digga)
?????? thinkin I can´t rock butters (yeah)
Wont take shit without no type floders (huh)
Hectic, Rah on a ill dilection
The memorys harder then girls in our section
Ready to stay la smoother then ?????
Checkin out niggas then all (awey?) son (yeah)
Mahfuckas, black Al Seasers
Hope the shit reasomay stady increases
Chorus
-Lord Have Mercy Verse-
Sing high, sing high new sheriff in town rock americas crown and hang
em high
Thinkin a fist full (brenershing pistol?), pearl handels whit the
family initials
A uh!, 24 carat gold varios slow
A uh!, planet gets cold get damage for dow
A uh!, ???????? and blow traveling slow
A uh!, Flipmode, y all niggas want it
-Busta Rhymes Verse-
Sayonara, see my rivals (ha) let my god be (damafied?) (ho)
had to tell one, tell a lie (ha) get paralyzed (ha)
Stay pay rock shit made in ultra suade (ha)
Switch blade yo wack act back to (ho!) first grade (ha)
Even if y´all never seen us y´all now y´all need us
(ha) Suck my penis from here to muthafucking venus
Think back (ha) when you was amazed and had to sit back (ha)
Imagening me ending your world (ho) like Deep Impact
Blood clot (ha), watch me come trough and bust a gunshot
(ha) Yeah people inside of your den and done that
Chorus

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