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Fright Night
Ruff Ryders
,
Busta Rhymes
,
Swizz Beatz
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Attention please, attention please
Can I have everybody's attention please?
So humorous, we laugh at all of y'all
The alliance has now been officially formed
Ruff Ryder, Flipmode, 2000
It's now official baby
It's another headbanger
Swizz Beatz, for hits on the streets every six weeks
I be on the MP so much that my wrist reek
Ain't shit sweet, Harlem in here
All my thugs in the club start wildin' in here
Now put your bottles in the air, then light your dutches
Me and Busta keep it tight like lipo suction
Niggas that don't like me get the knife for frontin'
Cause one night in the club get your life for frontin'
You got that wodie? I cock that forty
Flyin' in the 5 with the top back on it
Stop that shawty, I know you love me
Probably sample one of my beats then owe me money
But you don't know me money so stop your rumors
Before you need the janitors to come mop the room up
Ryde or Die Volume Two smash the charts
Now put your hands in the air for the black Mozart
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Y'all niggas trynna front, I send my crew on a hunt
Bunch of ski mask niggas smokin' gats and blunts
Busta Rhyme, Flipmode represent
With Ruff Ryder and my nigga Swizz
And we only here to present
Y'all niggas with some other shit to bang in the street
And block the fuck out, bang the fuckin' floor with your feet
Before we bang y'all niggas all with the heat
Feed y'all niggas more gutters like a motherfuckin' all you can eat
And make it bounce how Poncho will play the Congo
And bang on the bongo, freak the bounce of the bongo
From New York to Colorado (so just follow)
I'm livin' for today and live for tomorrow
Open up your mouth, I got somethin' big for you to swallow
Blow you through the chest with a hollow
Like a foul situation transpired right in front the Apollo
Yo, the general Busta bust a shot like an emerald
You know we precious like minerals and deadly like burials
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Flipmode and Ruff Ryders bang out hits
S-W-I, two Z's bang out clips
Bang out chicks for funds we, bang out whips
That go to war with revolvers that bang out six
Now find me on two-fifth in the summer when it's scorchin'
Iced up, nice cut, new pair of Jordans
Thinkin' of extortin'? Your life ain't important
Your camp hotter than ours, the fuck y'all snortin'?
My thugs bang out bricks, slang licks, throw them grams
Have smokers openborn out of soda cans
"Yo Swizz I heard you stole" Whoa, listen man
Mindin' my business'll make you a missin' man
See the wrist and hand? Now plaques on the wall
And the fifth in hand'll put your back on the wall
Nigga don't ask me no more about nothin' you hear
Just scream and shout and just wild in here
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
Ohh, now come on
Scream, shout baby come on
Get yo' hands up (what)
Yo all my ladies do it
Get yo' hands up (what)
Now let me walk you through it
New, York, they ain't ready for it
A-T-L, they ain't ready for it
Oh, oh, oh, they ain't ready for it
Whoa, whoa, oh, they ain't ready for it
My ladies
Millennium
Guns bustin' plenty in this, y'all hear that
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