[Intro: Labba, Clinton Sparks]
You know what it is, Flipmode
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[Verse 1: Labba]
Hit the rob like [?]
I will make Brooklyn n***as look like ladies
If I spit hot shit like my n***a bad boos
When I come to the hood, gangsters be like respect due
If I war with n***as I top that day
Might top your momma ‘cause I got no shame
If I make my comeback like Black Moon
N***as got you open be like I got it too
If Rob plays Sanchez peep my baby moms
I fuck her pussy good with no problem
If [?] table like Black Eyed Peas
When I leave the club n***as have a sense of relief
I shop New York like Bus’ Rhymes
Then you know it’s about to be bang time
If you ever hear a n***a talk about robbery
Jooks and shit n***a he got it from me, Labba

[Chorus: Labba, Roberta Flack, Busta Rhymes]
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Realise I came for the crown homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day that I day homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me
(I tell you the facts n***a, Flipmode bitch)
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I said that I’m tired of tellin’ n***as please don’t try see
Everythin' about me different all the way down to the diet
I’m like a fucked up n***a the way I do it so unfair
Talk a lot of shit if you ain’t knowin’ we don’t care
A lotta n***as look weak, not even vulnerable
Like the cheapest [?] she ain’t worth the deductable
The way I’m mashin’ on n***as you know the hood love it fuck it
You front, you can end up gettin’ hit in your stomach
See when I talk, n***as listen like I’m speakin’ up on a panel
But when you talk you talk to the police on the news channel
They sayin’ fuck the talk unless the dough drop down phoney
That you already know this kinda shit goin’ down homie
You ain’t comin’ through, and I’m lockin’ the town black
Whoever thought they had it, come and bring me the crown back

[Chorus: Labba, Roberta Flack]
Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Realise I came for the crown homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me
I can make a grown man cry homeboy
Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day that I die homeboy
Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me
(I tell you the facts n***a)
[Outro: Ghostface Killah, Clinton Sparks]
When you see me comin’ get the fuck fuck the fuck the fuck fuck the fuck the fuck out the entrance
Don’t fuck don’t don’t fuck don’t, don’t fuck with (Flipmode) you’ll feel sorry