Rah Digga - Betta Stay Up In Your House lyrics

[Intro: Busta Rhymes (Curtis Mayfield)] Yea, I know it's kinda cold outside Bring your nasty a** inside Play yourself a dark corner motherf**er, yea (Eddie you should know better Brother, you know you're wrong) [Verse 1: Busta Rhymes (Rah Digga)] Come on, can't stop, won't stop, rockin' for you n***as Cause I rep the street like Johnnie Cochran for you n***as And I, got a state gun co*kin' for you n***as (twenty-one) legal (gun) shots (poppin' for you n***as And I, blow tones, more force than cyclones sh** is on everytime I catch a Ron Jones Thug b**h, 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 n***as ain't sayin' nothin' n***as 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 n***as straight tryin' to brake, I tell 'em shut it up I spit the ill for real, ain't nothin' bu*tered up) Flipmode (doin' it) everybody (love it up) [Hook] 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 b**hes, what up? Street n***as, what up? Stack riches, no doubt We got the block locked take another route It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house My n***as HOOK [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes (Rah Digga)] (Dirtiest, wordiest, Jersey it's Wetter than a mile, 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 n***a where I'm from on (b**hes) all in the (spot) go head (and get your) fun on (n***as 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) n***as (straight) cry (without Mo' and Dry Take it down) homeboy (got bigger fish to fry f** that) other n***a (Rush that) s**er n***a n***as love the way we sound up on another Digga (Hot D) but I got another younger brother bigger (Digga) pa** me the Henny so I can take another swigger (Chorus) [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes (Rah Digga)] (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 (f**in' with me?) Top n***as better give props n***a ('Fore you get dropped) f** around and get your sh** popped n***a Flip-flop n***as, you could (really get your sh** mopped) Or left to lay up in a pit stop n***a (Spillin' it) feelin' it (k**in' it) come on! (The hardest MC don't want flex no more) Make it hot (everytime I rock, rest a**ured sh**'ll have that) who could rock (the raw best award, n***a) 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 n***as) took it up (In and outta big) figgas while me and (Digga) cook it up [Hook]