Flipmode Squad - Hit Em Wit Da Heat Lyrics
[rampage]Yeah, lieutenant what!Yeah, mother*****aIts flipmodeYeah yeah, spliff, check it out, uh[rampage]Ramp, Ive been ill since back in the daysRockin shell-toed addidas with rags for my wavesFlipmode be the unit now Im playin for the bravesIm hardcore nigga thats straight from the gutterI used to play scully plus, hot peas and buttaNow Im the nigga thats runnin in your baby mothaBurgundy ac, you can call me ramp lovaAnd now Im toppin pokey with my louisville slugger[baby sham]My squad is sick niggas who pop shit get pistol whippedGet your wig pushed back, I react and snapLike kodak, these cats get the picturePut on level black suede timbs and come and get yaMy target is your featureWe all sport hoods like grim reapersWe shine in the dark blink of an eye the last sparkGet closed up, first thug nigga hold up21st side see me rounding it upChorus: busta rhymesSee when we come through we got nuf shit to flauntGot u feelin it and your cousin even your auntViolate, we coming like ghost we gonna hauntHit you with the heat is that what you really want?What you really want is that what you really want?We hit you with the heat is that what you really want?What you really want is that what you really want?We hit you with the heat is that what you really want?[spliff star]Yall niggas wanna test my squad, I doubt it doubt itAll that murder talk, gun talk, you talk, Im bout it bout itNigga feel my vibe niggas see my visionP-y-p nigga play your positionI ***** up this game and make the ref blow the whistleMy squad be the official, clique in this rap shitDiss me on the record and watch, you get your ass kickedCatch me on church ave, flickin blunt ashes[rah digga]Crazy, thinkin I cant rock buttasWont take shit without no type flodersHectic, rah on the ill dialect shitDeliveries harder then girls in obstectricsReady to stay onSmoother then rayonTakin out niggas and all they liaisonsMu*****as, black out seasonPublishing resume steady increasingChorus[lord have mercy]Shanghai, shanghaiNew sheriff in townRock americas crown and hang em highWho bangin a fist full?Brandishing pistolsPearl handles with the, family initialsUh-uh, 24 karat gold variuos slowUh-uh, planet gets cold, get damaged for doughUh-uh!, savages off balance and blow traveling slowUh-uh!, in effect mode, yall niggas know it[busta rhymes]Sayonara, send my rivals, slam a guy,Be damned if iHad to tell one, tell a lie, get paralyzedStay payed, rock shit made in ultra suedeSwitch blade yo wack act back to first gradeEven if yall never seen us you know yall need usSuck my penis from here to mutha*****ing venusThink back when you was amazed and had to sit backImagining me ending your world like deep impactBlood clot, watch me come through and bust a gunshotYeah people, come inside of your dance and done thatChorus 2x[busta rhymes]*****in yall upFlipmode foreverStays focusedPay attentionPay attention...*fades to phone interlude*
