Call The Ambulance (feat. Rampage)

Yeah. Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now, check it
 See we in two-thousand-and-three already, catch up to us
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, huh
 Now motherfuckin case closed
 The shit blow your speaker, keep turnin your base low
 Spaz out because I motherfuckin say so
 Before I blow this bitch like we down in Waco
 Thick in cock diesel, that's the way we roll
 Big truck shit, even my bitch whippin the Range Rov'
 We 'bout to skyrocket and the way we go
 The way the bitches lookin love the way we blow
 Check it, we light shit up like Broadway yo
 The crack-head rappers better just say no
 Before I turn stupid and back the heat slow
 Lay and wait for niggaz in the back street yo
 Weak flow, take your shit like I'm comin to Repo
 Create a crowd scene and stack a bunch of people
 We bustin through the doors, shootin through your peephole
 The shoot that never miss is like shootin a free throw
 All you niggaz better go and.
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
 Call the ambulance
 Catch sixteen to remove your organs
 H-2-O ridin round in same orbits
 Notorious from New York to New Orleans
 House come with the lake swimmin with dolphins
 Fifty keys with large proportions
 Caught a few niggaz on money extortions
 Niggaz snitch, F.B.I. is hawkin
 Call Johnny Cochran, yo this nigga is walkin
 Shit, we got to close down the club
 Me and my cousin Bust, we like Crockett and Tubbs
 Pushin Lambo's, big chains and dubs
 Lead the Flipmode security with snubs
 Uppin club levels, hundred G's and up
 And if them ducks rollin Bust I'm beatin it up
 The streets ain't safe, yo we heatin it up
 The party's on smash, now we tweakin it up
 The bitches want this dick so they eatin it up
 Now all you bitches better go and.
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
 Call the ambulance
 Flipmode, we in heavy conjunction
 We shut it down in every function
 Beat you in yo' head until your brain malfunction
 Yo Bust, call the label, tell 'em we in production
 Pinky ring status so it's no discussion
 Stop talkin shit, niggaz dodgin and duckin
 I'm cream cheese with the english muffin
 I still got respect in the Flatbush junction, hey
 Huh, it's like we shakin down a dude
 We like a pack of dogs that come to take a nigga food
 My niggaz flip quicker than a fucking interlude
 I beat niggaz head and blood drippin through a tube
 Peep bitch, I'm only here to change the fuckin mood
 And freeze you niggaz money like a nigga gettin sued
 And leave you in the church watchin your body gettin viewed
 Don't get it fucked up or even misconstrued
 All you niggaz better go and.
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people
 I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out
 Call the ambulance