Get The Money Dip lyrics

[Intro]

Uh, yeah

Uh, uh

Uh, uh yeah

No doubt, uh

Ladies and gentlemen

It`s the world premiere of the world`s greatest

LBS, Rampage the Last Nigga

One time, uh



[Rampage]

When I watch Batman, my favorite man was the Joker

Now I`m runnin kids out the game just like poker

Fuck all you niggas that`s commin mediocre

I could rock around a yo-yo, plus smoke ya

And make ya catch a seisure

Now this shit ain`t I`m from the milk on Magnesia

You caught a heart attack, ya name is Mike Weever

You die, what? From the two degree fever

Me and my mans, lay it back, smokin cheeba

Straight funk flat, plus I`mma make you a believer

Ya dead on ice, that means you stoned to the freezer

They wanna bury you next to that girl

It`s the heavyweight, yo I`m out to bring ruck

Watch you get bucked, pressin ya luck

Your times up, now who`s the sub zero

Lockin shit down like Robert DeNiro

It`s the Boy Scout, your superhero

What`s the info, yes yes I`m a nympho, fuck ya demo

Ya limo, and ya bimbo, from here to the Projects

I get nuff respect

I got a fan base, so I roll correct

Me and Scratch, do it since possin nuff threats

We knockin brothers off the fields like the Mets



Chorus 4.25X: Busta Rhymes



Come in, come in the trip

Makin moves and slip

Get the money & drop

Get my fifth on my hip



[Rampage]

Yo I`m from the mans of the flaps

Where niggas pack gats under their dreads

Still on the corner hustlin crack

I used to boost to Macy`s

On Saturday, I used to be at Lacie`s

Back then, I thought a nigga couldn`t phase me

My mom duke, said to Boy Scout was crazy

I`m 19, I got a baby on the way

Guilt the way I`m going on

I`m hittin brothers every day

From here to Fort Greene, me and my cousin Kareem

I got a scheme, fuck a hope and a dream

I gotta get this cream, roll up with the gangsta lean

Real niggas in the hood, know what I mean

I pack heat, hundred dollar Nike`s on my feet

I`m livin like, I`m just another hungry brother in the street

That gotta eat



Chorus 4.25X