Busta Rhymes, Spliff Star, Labba - We Be All Over The Place lyrics

[Busta Rhymes, Spliff Star, Labba - We Be All Over The Place lyrics]

Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two
Sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down
And lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
(Clinton Sparks, Busta Rhymes
New Crack City)
Fuck around and beat your ass with
Two sticks like the number eleven

Thеre’s a war goin’ on
There's a war goin' on
Thеre's a war war, war, war war goin' on
(Clinton Sparks)
There's a war goin' on outside it ain’t safe
This box cutter music I jailhouse your face
No man is equal, it’s huntin’ season
It’s like coke and bakin’ soda
I stretch on any corner
For the right cash nigga
I kidnap your daughter
I got to order the mac will
Hit your door built more cautious
Your new one the boss
Ten fast nigga, I’m on your ass
Have some fuckin’ respec’
On the fall in thres
Like you a G or a vet, nigga kids get wet
Fuckin’ wit’ my set, fuckin’ wit’ my set
You will find yourself in some deep regrets
(New Crack City nigga) now that’s facts

Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two
Sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down
And lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around and beat your ass with
Two sticks like the number eleven

They put me back on the
Motherfuckin’ map it’s Spliff Star
We let niggas eat now we
Back with the shit par
Bitches in the club, rubbin’ and touchin’ it
Your girlfriend cheatin’
Your man be fuckin’ it
2006 oh shit it’s a new year
Double up the hustle watch the
Money come through here
It’s my turn to get at ua
These fuckin’ other rappers
Never lived anything they spit up in their
Hittin’ with the force raps like to
Carry gats like they cock back
Let it go, that’s the nigga clap
Make ‘em lyin’, false advertisement
Soundin’ all hard on the records but
Get robbed for his diamonds
Me, I’m much different
I’m in the streets with real
Got niggas ridin’ with gats for real
Nigga front, get plunk, right where he stand
Niggas bleed just like us, fearin’ a man

Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around beat your ass with two
Sticks like the number eleven, yo
It's Flipmode we be all over the place
Quick to lay niggas down
And lawnmower they face
Fuck your bitch ‘fore she go to her weddin’
Fuck around and beat your ass with
Two sticks like the number eleven

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