Busta Rhymes, Rah Digga - Betta Stay Up In Your House lyrics

Yea, I know it's kinda cold outside
Bring your nasty ass inside
Play yourself a dark corner motherfucker, yea
Eddie you should know better
Brother, you know you're wrong

Come on, can't stop, won't stop
Rockin' for you niggas
Cause I rep the street like
Johnnie Cochran for you niggas
And I, got a state gun cockin' for you niggas
Twenty-one legal gun shots poppin'
For you niggas
And I, blow tones, more force than cyclones
Shit is on everytime I catch a Ron Jones
Thug bitch
Rock boots and hoops with rhinestones
Got the key to the city
And run the crime zone
Now come on, take something, shake something
Break something stop, close your shop
You niggas ain't sayin' nothin'
Niggas be frontin' and knowin' they
Ain't really weighin' nothin'
Betta stop 'fore we pop and
Really get to sprayin' something
Flood it up whip it up smoke it up blooded up
Niggas straight tryin' to brake
I tell 'em shut it up
I spit the ill for real
Ain't nothin' buttered up
Flipmode doin' it everybody love it up

East coast, what up? West coast, what up?
Midwest, what up? Dirty South, what up?
All my chickenheads, put it in your mouth
It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
All my thugs, what up? Thug bitches, what up?
Street niggas, what up? Stack riches
No doubt
We got the block locked take another route
It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
My niggas HOOK

Dirtiest, wordiest, Jersey it's
Wetter than the Nile, I stalk like pedophiles
Nobody gets saved when I bless the child
Gettin' eight like snapper you
Too fessed to vow
Hold up run on get up come on
Ahhooo! And put every single nigga
Where I'm from on
Bitches all in the spot go head
And get your fun on
Niggas keepin' it movin' go head
And get your thug on
What on earth possesed y'all to try a lil'
Drunk lil' high Big heads in the sky
Make niggas straight cry without Mo' and Dry
Take it down homeboy got bigger fish to fry
Fuck that other nigga Rush that sucker nigga
Niggas love the way we sound
Up on another Digga hot D but I got
Another younger brother bigger
Digga pass me the Henny so
I can take another swigger

East coast, what up? West coast, what up?
Midwest, what up? Dirty South, what up?
All my chickenheads, put it in your mouth
It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
All my thugs, what up? Thug bitches, what up?
Street niggas, what up? Stack riches
No doubt
We got the block locked take another route
It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
My niggas HOOK

Switch it up like Ak-Nel while
You hit a dry spell
Cats like you get no reply on the Skytel
Hate y'all raps like Eminem hate Britney
Bonafide MC who fuckin' with me?
Top niggas better give props nigga
'Fore you get dropped fuck around and
Get your shit popped nigga flip-flop niggas
You could really get your shit mopped
Or left to lay up in a pit stop nigga
Spillin' it feelin' it killin' it come on!
The hardest MC don't want flex no more
Make it hot everytime I rock, rest assured
Shit'll have that who could rock
The raw best award, nigga
Look it up cook it up shook it up book it up
When we rock you shouldn't watch
Promoters nook it up
Raise the level a little you know
My niggas took it up
In and outta big figgas while me
And Digga cook it up

East coast, what up? West coast, what up?
Midwest, what up? Dirty South, what up?
All my chickenheads, put it in your mouth
It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
All my thugs, what up? Thug bitches, what up?
Street niggas, what up? Stack riches
No doubt
We got the block locked take another route
It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
My niggas HOOK