Betta Stay Up in Your House Busta Rhymes (Ft. Rah Digga)

[Intro: Busta Rhymes & Curtis Mayfield]
Yea, I know it's kinda cold outside
Bring your nasty ass inside
Play yourself a dark corner motherfucker, 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 niggas
Cause I rep the street like Johnnie Cochran for you niggas
And I, got a state gun cockin' for you niggas
Twenty-one legal gun shots poppin' for you niggas
And I, blow tones, more force than cyclones
Shit is on everytime I catch a Ron Jones
Thug bitch, 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 niggas ain't sayin' nothin'
Niggas be frontin' and know that 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
Niggas straight tryin' to brake, I tell 'em shut it up
I spit the ill for real, ain't nothin' buttered 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 bitches, what up?
Street niggas, what up? Stack riches, no doubt
We got the block locked take another route
It's Flipmode, better stay up in your house
My niggas HOOK