Betta Stay Up In Your House Lyrics

(Busta)Yea, I know it's kinda cold outsideBring your nasty ass inside(And you should know better)Play yourself a dark corner motherfucker, yea(Brother, you know you're wrong)Come on, can't stop, won't stop, rockin' for you niggas'Cause I rep the street and Johnnie Cochran for you niggasAnd I, got a state gun cockin' for you niggas(twenty-one) legal (gun) shots(Digga)Poppin' for you niggas,And I, blow tones, more force than cyclonesShit is on everytime I catch a Ron JonesThug bitch, rock boots and hoops with rhinestones(Got the) key (to the) city and (run the crime zone)(Busta)Now come on, take something, shake something, break somethingStop, 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)(Busta)Flood it up(Digga)Whip it up(Busta)Smoke it up(Digga)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(Chorus)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 houseAll my thugs, what up? Thug bitches, what up?Street niggas, what up? Stack riches, no doubtWe got the block locked take another route,It's Flipmode, better stay up in your houseMy niggas HOOK(Digga)Dirtiest, wordiest, Jersey it's wetter than a mileI stalk like pedophiles, no body get's saved when I bless the childGettin' (eight) like (snapper) you too fessed to vow(Busta)Hold up(Digga)Run On(Busta)Get Up(Digga)Come On(Busta)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)(Digga)(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 fryFuck that (Other nigga) Rush that (sucker nigga)(Busta)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(Chorus)(Digga)Switch it up like Ak-NelWhy 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?(Busta)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(Digga)Spillin' it(Busta)Feelin' it(Digga)Killin' it(Busta)Come on!(Digga)The hardest MC don't want flex no more,(Make it hot) everytime I rock, rest assuredShit'll have that (who could rock) the raw best award, nigga(Busta)Look it up(Digga)Cook it up(Busta)Shook it up(Digga)Book it up(Busta)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(Chorus)