Uh Lil Flip, Bizzy Bone, what huh, hoe ass niggas (Get tha fuck up) hoe ass niggas (Get tha fuck up) haha-ha (Yeah)
We ain�t scared�/Nigga� /Don�t let that rap shit fool ya. (Yeah) �haha Nigga we strapped nigga� (Get tha fuck up) What ya�ll wanna do (Get tha fuck up) Uh (Yeah)
-Bizzy Bone-Chorus-
We ain�t scared, especially if you come up to us, and try to bust on one and think we ain�t prepared/We ain�t scared, and just because we serious, mysterious and curious
-Lil Flip-
Nigga actin like hoes/ Wearing eachothaz clothes/ Bragin� about platinum/ Nigga that�s white gold/ Fake niggas talk/ And real niggas hush/ Fake niggas run/ And real niggas bust/ Yall got me fucked up/ I been a street nigga/ And when it�s cold outside/ I bring my heat nigga/ Don�t beef with me nigga/ Cause I get down and dirty/ I make a call at 1 o�clock/ You gone by 1:30/ Nigga I ain�t scared/ I pack infa-reds/ My enemies like batteries/ Half of �em dead/ You heard what I said/ I�m down with trigga play/ Cause all you see is convicts and killers where I stay/ I know Hump, got my front/ And Red, got my back/ I know Bizzy, gotta tech/ And I�m comin� with a mack/ So start writin� ya will/ We comin� wit tha steal/ And it�s a fact, that most niggas mouth get �em killed
-Chorus-
-Lil Flip-(Bizzy Bone)-
I cock and spray/ Hit you from a block away/ We aint scared (We aint scared)/ Believe me we gotta lot to say/ And if you see me in tha club witta smile on my face/ That don�t mean shit/ Cause I gotta nine on my waist/ So you can play Superman/ And get yo ass paralyzed/ Cause when it come to my gunz/ They all super-sized/ You betta recognize, we aint sucka-free foe nothin�/ So when I say "Imma get cha"/ You know I ain�t bluffin�/ Cause niggas turn into hoes/ When you pull a gun out/ And if I pull a gun out/ I�m tryin� ta knock a lung out/ Now who tha Boss? / Nigga you already know/ I gotta team of head-bustas/ Where eva I go/ And if ya got beef let me know I�m ready foe war/ I gotta semi-automatic that�ll machete ya car/ And next time ya top down/ Ima teach ya a lesson/ So call momma/ And tell her she gone need her a reverend/ What�
-Chorus-
-Bizzy Bone-
Poppie choke low cocked sniffin� coca/ My ghetto remedies/ Like hot totties/ Hit that body/ Look like pastrami/ Be Bone Thugs N� Harmony/ Tellin� everybody hit tha floor/ So what in tha fuck, ya think I came here for? / Warrior, Ain�t no other corridor/ Foe tha luv of money yeah/ When I�m down in Houston, Texas/ Niggas don�t bluff playaz/ Some of these niggas are dinosaurs, abducted like flyin� saucers/ Niggas don�t think like that/ Liquored down on my ownstest/ The most of my grave site/ Model mamma/ Put �em up now/ Daddy used to beat you deeply, I stay on my dict with dire/ 2Pac to Bob Marely/ My six to Harley/ Hallie Berry touchin� my braids/ Baby justice is lame/ Killin� �em black ball n� all/ Game recognize game/ Fame recognize fame/ Niggas bang high, niggas they bang, niggas they slang/ Pick up your mack-10, quickly and brang tha pain/ One in tha brain/ One in tha body/ It�s an everyday thang�
-Chorus-
Recorded for the Lil Flip album Undaground Legends
