Please Don't

[Intro: Labba, Clinton Sparks]

You know what it is, Flipmode

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[Verse 1: Labba]

Hit the rob like [?]

I will make Brooklyn niggas look like ladies

If I spit hot shit like my nigga Papoose

When I come to the hood, gangsters be like respect due

If I war with niggas I top that day

Might top your momma ‘cause I got no shame

If I make my comeback like Black Moon

Niggas got you open be like I got it too

If Rob plays Sanchez peep my baby moms

I fuck her pussy good with no problem

If I dance on table like Black Eyed Peas

When I leave the club niggas have a sense of relief

I shop New York like Bus’ Rhymes

Then you know it’s about to be bang time

If you ever hear a nigga talk about robbery

Jooks and shit nigga he got it from me, Labba

[Chorus: Labba, Roberta Flack, Busta Rhymes]

I can make a grown man cry homeboy

Realise I came for the crown homeboy

Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me

I can make a grown man cry homeboy

Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day that I day homeboy

Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me

(I tell you the facts nigga, Flipmode bitch)

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]

I said that I’m tired of tellin’ niggas please don’t try see

Everythin' about me different all the way down to the diet

I’m like a fucked up nigga the way I do it so unfair

Talk a lot of shit if you ain’t knowin’ we don’t care

A lotta niggas look weak, not even vulnerable

Like the cheapest [?] she ain’t worth the deductable

The way I’m mashin’ on niggas you know the hood love it fuck it

You front, you can end up gettin’ hit in your stomach

See when I talk, niggas listen like I’m speakin’ up on a panel

But when you talk you talk to the police on the news channel

They sayin’ fuck the talk unless the dough drop down phoney

That you already know this kinda shit goin’ down homie

You ain’t comin’ through, and I’m lockin’ the town black

Whoever thought they had it, come and bring me the crown back

[Chorus: Labba, Roberta Flack]

Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me

I can make a grown man cry homeboy

Realise I came for the crown homeboy

Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me

I can make a grown man cry homeboy

Flipmode ‘til the fuckin’ day that I die homeboy

Please don’t please don’t please don’t test me

(I tell you the facts nigga)

[Outro: Ghostface Killah, Clinton Sparks]

When you see me comin’ get the fuck fuck the fuck the fuck fuck the fuck the fuck out the entrance

Don’t fuck don’t don’t fuck don’t, don’t fuck with (Flipmode) you’ll feel sorry