Intro:
Yeah where you think you goin. Where you think you goin.
Ladies and gentlemen it's the unit for the 9 8.
Flipmode Squad baby. That's my word.
All you sucker MC's try to hide this stuff. Come back here.
Where you think you goin nigga. Come back here.
Y'all niggaz ain't seein Jack. Shit !!!
Verse 1: Baby Sham
Aiiyo speak the truth.
Too short to let it hurt. Some talk dirt and be the first slangin hertz.
Freestylin of the hum of the birds.
Fall back when I shine on my shine, two shows follow behind.
It's a fucked up vehicle. Switchin my lines.
Hotel asks a nigga: "Could I share my dimes”.
Picture that, when you scared to draw toes.
Playin me close.
Rollin with the dogs wearin yesterdays clothes.
Left a fouled sin into my squad without permition.
I started dissin, hopin you listen. Pay attention.
Fatheresly. The shadow leads you back to the hood.
You wanna switch up because some niggas stalked you up.
Or is the fact that they thought you was rollin with us.
Left you all draged, like two trains crashin it up.
Verse 2: Spliff Starr
Aiiyo, Spliff Starr drama.
Bullet him to sonna.
Type of nigga that would sell crack to your mama.
Take the cash and give me a bind Marijuana.
Check me bound, and some turn bull panic .
Back in the days. I'm off the drugs like a sonna.
Nigga pushin ! boy. Kill emselves like no other.
Kid don't like Blues brothers.
Cold weather rock the ramma.
Lye in front off the Jerry D.A. And ya .
I represent street niggas, carry heat niggas.
Wants to keep niggas. Ain't nothing but these sweet niggas.
I stay tooken. Gun but cha scar open.
If you fuck wit my squad nigga where you th
