(Busta Rhymes)
Catching my fever
Rob the passanger, the last griever
You don`t lone my squad?
Fuck ya`ll, we don`t love your ass neither
Way off the meter
(Rampage)
Yo Bus, me and Spliff, we got heaters
Everything`s allright, lets get drink up inside of Cheetah`s
Go up in Cheetah`s...
(Spliff Star)
... and see this motherfucker named Peter
Tried to stick me for five bricks but his broads the schemer
(Rah Digga)
Word is bond, I murder any bitch that fuck with my niggas
(Rampage)
Blow a hole up in your body, straight dismantle your figure
(Busta Rhymes)
A`yo where Rah Digga?
(Rah Digga)
Scopin out the little blaze chicken
Bitch stay trickin`
Fuckin with my niggas, gonna get her face kicked in
(Busta Rhymes)
A`yo Spliff, what you starting at?
Them bitches over there
Or them bitches over there
Or them bitches right here?
(Spliff Star)
Nah, that nigga on line
Motherfucker still drunk off`a Bacardi and lime
(Baby Sham)
Spliff, I feel this way
If it`s for my squad, let`s play
Back him `gainst the door
Patch his body with gauze
Mop up the floors
Splatter nigga`s blood on the walls
(Spliff Star)
Bust that nigga`s shit
Make the nigga suffer for yours
Busta: And if they run up in your crib again
I got your back
Sham: Always keep the heat on me son
I got your back
Ramp: I`ma hold you down until I die
I got your back
Digga: And if you ever need stacks, yo
I got your back
Spliff: If I kill him and get knocked
I got your back
Busta: And if your