Busta Rhymes, Spliff Star, Labba - Get What I'm Saying lyrics

[Busta Rhymes, Spliff Star, Labba - Get What I'm Saying lyrics]

Richmond, Virginia boston
New York City clinton Sparks

Don’t get it fucked up pussy
You know how to act
And I’m single handedly carrying New
York on my back
Now listen up close I continue
To boast on these niggas
I continue to flow while concealin’
A toast on these niggas
And keep a smile up on my face
‘cause I don’t mean you no harm
Focus on my bread huggin’ somethin’
As long as my arm
Like a AK or a AR I rip off your limbs
As a last resort ‘cause I’m
Tryna let money live
Shit’s so hot up in the street
Now it’s nicknamed "pressure cooker"
Should’ve stayed bangin’ in your trunk
‘til you put a tear in your woofer
Pop the top push your automatic drop and then
Cop another strip you could probably hustle
That now I’m watchin’ you flop
While I focus my aim on you
Niggas stop watchin’ the dot
Stop actin’ like you got some kinda strength
You know that you ain’t got
Ain’t it beautiful? The way you
See me killin’ the street
I’m so on fire that I can’t
Describe the level of my heat

You better get what I’m sayin’
Get what I’m sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’
(Shouts out Seattle)
Flipmode we ain’t playin’ (Pittsburgh)
Get what I’m sayin’ (Montreal)
Get what I’m sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’ (Australia)
(Belgium, Yes we back and we hot)

Young, black, fat puffy ass nigga
Crime meet king and I came
To do some killings i gotta get millions
Better yet billions
My shoes big enough to fit King Kong in ‘em
I got shottas, what’s up poppa?
You don’t like me? Well that’s cool
In fact, off the fuckin’ head shit
Really don’t excite me
Welcome to fire town, USA
I came to cause a motherfuckin’ pound, clown
Wit’ my left hand, ‘cause I am the mans
When you come around here
Don’t get lost around here
‘cause you gonna meet the doc
That will take away your friends ‘cause
Flipmode nigga we winnin’ by landslides

Get what I am sayin’ get what I am sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’
Get what I am sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’

You not ready bwoi
Shots will cripple ya from the
Semi then get and
Have your belly leakin’ all on your street
‘cause he’s a batty bwoi
I know your status you faggot step and pop
Nothin’ or hurt nothin’ on these streets
I hope you get what I am sayin’
None to niggas you steady comin’ full steam
I got to run and makin’ my money money
Them niggas stay bummin’
I stay doin’ higher things
Flyin’ in private planes
Around the world know my name
I got a lotta fame i got a lotta things
I got a nigga get a lotta fuckin’ brains
I conserve what I got
Flipmode we back and we hot
You motherfuckers play position don’t get
Shot on the spot you finna

Get what I am sayin’ get what I am sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’
Get what I am sayin’ (Shouts out Violator)
Get what I am sayin’
Flipmode we ain’t playin’
(Interscope Records)
Flipmode we ain’t playin’

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