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Just for You (feat. Flipmode Squad)

All my niggas y'all, Flipmode y'all

Flipmode y'all, hardcore y'all, raw shit y'all

Hardcore y'all, Flipmode y'allAll my bitches y'all, all my bitches y'all

Flipmode y'all, Flipmode y'all

Hardcore y'all, raw shit y'all

Hardcore y'all, Flipmode y'allNever judge a nigga like the cover of a book

Fuck around and get shot back of the foot

Nigga, fall, stumble and look, nervous and shook

Dragged in the alley and book and beat down to a pulpShot up my cops, Dirty Harry

You stickin' me is like niggas fuckin' the Virgin Mary

Shit we carry will have you found layin' down

Somewhere damp and muddy, split your tummy

Puncture your kidney and make you piss bloodySo now I leave your body to rot

Where bitches sell they pussy for rock

Cook they coke in steamin' water, boil in a pot

Do you know niggas like us that clutter they watch

Invest in yo' block, like it or not, involvin' your pops?You messin' wit a rhyme surgeon

Trade the GS for the excursion, heads is turnin'

Flipmode we still mergin'

Now we splurgin' in suburbans

Dirty Harriet rock the camouflage turbansSaid one for the money and two for mic check

And spit a million rhymin' words in 240 seconds

Get three to get your bitch neck and four to even the score

Graveyard shifter mister, y'all believe in the lawFlipmode like Mary Lou Retton

Suede ballet shoes steppin', do the best that I can can

Like Pointer sisters, who could join the wizard?

Talkin' outta place, I pick the knife up and cut the tongue

Right outta your mouth and fuck your life upThis for my niggas, y'all come get wit us

More raw hardcore shit just for you, you, you, you

This for my sistas, we know y'all miss us

Flipmode got raw shit just for you, you, you, youBefore all the plaques and the Source Aawards

Y'all niggas wanna dick ride, so jump aboard

It's a first class ass whippin', rampage, I ain't trippin'

Check all the magazine clippin'sYo, I pluck pigeons, get brains in expeditions

Cause friction, every chick I stick my dick in

I'm not trustworthy, like midnight, I'm pickin'

Spliff keep it warm like wool caps to mittensWatch for me in a new milli, kick up dust with my shoe shitty

New Jack City, wicked ways move wit me

Holla mine, in these violent times crooks bear malice

White collar crime, Columbine, we clear classesBurn a nigga into ashes, how I mash his ass like Cassius

Finger jabs, I got it mastered, fantastic

Writin half ass shit, splash kids

Poke em with the bassinet in the neck, graphicCan't tell I'm from QB the way that I talk

Speakin' in tongue with six blocks callin' my dun

Bogie collapsed lung, big and small gats we brung

Bangin' your drums with hot shit and more to comeBut then we manifest the truth

The niggas fight predictions from The Bible

Betrayal for niggas is suicidal

Kick swift shit niggas rock harder than Limp Bizkit

Dirty Harriet floodin' all through your districtThis for my niggas, y'all come get wit us

More raw hardcore shit just for you, you, you, you

This for my sistas, we know y'all miss us

Flipmode got raw shit just for you, you, you, youThis for my niggas, y'all come get wit us

More raw hardcore shit just for you, you, you, you

This for my sistas, we know y'all miss us

Flipmode got raw shit just for you, you, you, you

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