Yeah

Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now, check it

See we in 2003 already

Catch up to us

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ha, huh

The motherfuckin' case closed

Shit blow your speaker, keep turnin' your base low

Spaz out because I motherfuckin' say so

Before I blow this b**h like we down in Waco

Thick in c**k diesel, that's the way we roll

Big truck shit, even my b**h whippin' the Range Rov'

We 'bout to skyrocket and away we go

The way the bitches lookin', love the way we blow

Check it, we light shit up like Broadway, yo

The crack-head rappers better just say no

Before I turn stupid and back the heat slow

Lay and wait for niggas in the back street though

Weak flow, take your shit like I'm comin' to repo

Create a crowd scene and stack a bunch of people

We bustin' through the doors, shootin' through your peephole

A shoot that never miss is like shootin' a free throw

All you niggas better go and

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people

I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out

Call the ambulance

Catch sixteen to remove your organs