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Attention please, please
Can I everybody's attention please
So humorous, we at all y'all
The alliance has now been officially
Ryder, Flipmode, 2000, it's now official baby
It's another head

Swizz Beats, who hits on streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so that my wrist's weak
Ain't shit sweet, pile 'em in
All my thugs in the clubs start wildin' in

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

You got that whodie, cock that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top on it
Stop that shorty, I you love me
Probably one of my beats then owe me money

Plus you don't me money, so stop the rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the up
Ryde or Die Volume two, 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 your up, what, now let me walk you through it

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

Y'all niggas try to front, I'll my crew on a hunt
Bunch of scheming ass niggas smoking gats and
Rhymes, Flipmode represent
For the Ruff Ryder, and my nigga
And we gonna be here to

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

And make you bounce how poncho will play the
And bang on the bongo, to bounce on the bongo
From New York to Colorado, so follow
I'm for today and livin' tomorrow

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

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

Listen, Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out
S W I two Z's bang out
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 when it starts
And up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
of extortin', nigga your life ain't important
Your camp hotter ours, the fuck y'all snortin'

My thugs out bricks, swing, mix, throw dem grams
smokers, hopin' more and out of soda cans
Yo Swizz, I heard you stole, whoa, man
Mindin' my business will make you a 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 about nuttin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in

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

Ohh, now on
Scream, baby 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 come on
Get your up, what, now all my ladies do it
Get your 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 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

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

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

My

Guns plenty of them, y'all hear that