Betta Stay Up In Your House (Genesis 2001)

Текст песни Busta Rhymes feat Rah Digga - Betta Stay Up In Your House (Genesis 2001)

Betta Stay Up In Your House Lyrics[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 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
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

[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 nigga where I'm from on
Bitches all in the spot go head and get your fun on
Niggas 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 niggas straight cry without Mo' and Dry
Take it down homeboy got bigger fish to fry
Fuck that other nigga Rush that sucker nigga
Niggas love the way we sound up on another Digga
Hot D but I got another younger brother bigger
Digga pass me the Henny so I can take another swigger
[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

[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 fuckin' with me?
Top niggas better give props nigga
'Fore you get dropped fuck around and get your shit popped nigga
Flip-flop niggas, you could really get your shit mopped
Or left to lay up in a pit stop nigga
Spillin' it feelin' it killin' it come on!
The hardest MC don't want flex no more
Make it hot everytime I rock, rest assured
Shit'll have that who could rock the raw best award, nigga
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 niggas took it up
In and outta big figgas while me and Digga cook 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 HOOK2