Uh, Lil' Flip, Bizzy Bone. What? Huh. Ho assed niggas (Get the fuck up!) Ho assed niggas (Get the fuck up! Yeah) We ain't scared (Yeah) We ain't scared...) Nigga, I let that rap shit fool ya. Nigga, we strapped. (Get the fuck up!) What ya'll wanna do? (Get the fuck up!) Uh. (Yeah)
-Chorus-Bizzy-
We ain’t scared, especially if you come up to us and try to bust on one and really ain't think we ain’t prepared/ We ain’t scared, and just because we serious, mysterious and curious/ We ain’t scared, especially if you come up to us and try to bust on one and really ain't think we ain’t prepared/ We ain’t scared, and just because we serious, mysterious and curious
Lil' Flip
Niggas acting like hoes wearin' each other clothes braggin' about platinum, nigga that’s white gold/ Fake niggas talk and real niggas hush, fake niggas run and real niggas bust/ Ya'll got me fucked up, I been a street nigga and when it’s cold outside I bring my heat nigga/ Don’t beef with me nigga cauze I get down and dirty/ I make a call at 1:00 you gone by 1:30/ Nigga I ain’t scared, I pack infra-reds/ My enemies like batteries, half of them dead/ You heard what I said? I’m down with trigger play cauze all you see is convicts and killers where I stay/ I know Hunk got my front and Redd got my back I know Bizzy got a tech and I’m comin’ with a mac/ So start writin’ your Will we comin’ with the steal/ And it’s a fact that most niggas mouth get them killed
-Chorus-Bizzy-
Lil' Flip (Bizzy)
I cock and spray hit you from a block away. We ain't scared (We ain't scared) Believe me we gotta lot to say and if you see me in tha club with a smile on my face that don’t mean shit cauze I got a 9 on my waist so you can play Superman and get your ass paralyzed cauze when it come to my guns they all supersized/ You better recognize, we ain't sucker-free for nothing so when I say, "I'm a get ya." You know I ain’t bluffin’ cauze niggas turn into hoes when you pull a gun out/ And if I pull a gun out I’m tryin’ to knock a lung out/ Now who the Boss? Nigga you already know I got a team of head-bustas wherever I go/ And if you got beef let me know I’m ready for war/ I gotta semi-automatic that’ll machette your car/ And next time yo' top down I'm a teach you a lesson so call momma and tell her she gone need her a reverend, what?
-Chorus-Bizzy-
Bizzy
Poppi choke loc' cocked sniffin’ co-co/ My ghetto remedies like hot totties/ Hit that body look like pastrami/ Be Bone Thugs N’ Harmony tellin' everybody "Hit the floor" so what in the fuck you think I came here for? Warrior/ Ain’t no other corridor, for the luv of money, yeah/ When I’m down in Houston, Texas niggas don’t bluff, playas/ Some of these niggas are dinosaurs, abducted like flyin’ saucers, niggas don’t think like that, liquored down; Oh my alcers/ The most of my grave site/ Model mama, put ‘em up now/ Daddy used to beat you deeply, I stay on the dick with dire/ 2Pac to Bob Marley, my six to Harley/ Hallie Berry touchin’ my braids, baby justice is lame/ Killin’ ‘em black ball and all/ Game recognize game, fame recognize fame/ Niggas they hang, niggas they bang, niggas they slang/ Pick up your Mac-10 (Shh...) quickly and bring the pain/ One in the brain, one in the body, it’s an everyday thang
-Chorus-Bizzy-
-Outro-Lil' Flip-
Yeah nigga. Lil' Flip nigga. Screwed up clique. Bizzy Bone nigga. Know what I'm sayin' two real assed niggas man. We just lettin' ya'll rap niggas man know that we ain't scared. See, ya'll type of niggas, ya'll get hard when ya'll start rappin' nigga we been doin' this street shit. Know what I'm sayin'? I ain't got no time to make no songs about no ho-ass niggas, know what I'm sayin'? So uh, this' just what I want to tell ya'll while ya'll sittin' writin' songs about me, know what I'm sayin'? Nigga, I'm gettin' ten dollars a CD nigga. Check the sound scheme. Ya'll niggas broke rappers nigga. Dope fiends, ho-ass niggas. Nigga, we ain't scared, bitch. What?
Recorded for the Lil' Flip album Undaground Legend/ www.lilflip.com, www.artistdirect.com