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Song

Hit Em Wit Da Heat

Flipmode Squad

Rap Us 2000, Vol. 2, 1998, English

Lyrics

Pick up to six lines to make a card.

Yeah, huh, Lieutenant, what?
Yeah, motherfucker, huh
It's Flipmode, yeah, yeah (Word up)
Flip, check it out (Haha), huh
Ramp, I've been ill since back in the days
Rockin' shell-toed Adidas with rags for my waves
Flipmode be the unit, now I'm playin' for the Braves
I'm a hardcore nigga that's straight from the gutter (Gutter)
I used to play skully plus hot peas and butter
Now I'm the nigga that's runnin' in your baby mother
Burgundy Ac', you can call me Ramp Lover
And now I'm havin' cokey with my Louisville Slugger
My squad is sick, niggas who pop shit get pistol whipped
Get your wig pushed back, I react and snap
Like Kodak, these cats get the picture
Put on the leather black suede Timbs and come and get ya
My target is your feature
We all sport hoods like grim reapers
We shine in the dark, blink of a eye, the last spark
Get a close-up, first thug nigga, hold up
The 41st side see me roundin' it up
See, when we come through, we got 'nough shit to flaunt (Flaunt)
Got you feelin' it and your cousin, even your aunt (Aunt)
Violate, we comin' like ghost, we gonna haunt (Haunt)
Hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
And what you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
What you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want?
Y'all niggas wanna test my squad, I doubt it, doubt it
All that murder talk, gun talk, you talkin' 'bout it, 'bout it
Nigga, feel my vibe, nigga, see my vision
P.Y.P., nigga, play your position
I fuck up this game and make the ref blow the whistle
My squad be the official clique in this rap shit
Diss me on a record and watch you get your ass kicked
Catch me on Church Ave. flickin' blunt ashes
Crazy, thinkin' I can't rock the butters (Yeah)
One take shit without no type flutters
Hectic, Rah on the ill dialect shit
Deliveries harder than girls in obstetrics (Uh)
Ready to say lines smoother than rayon
Takin' out niggas and all they liaisons (Yeah)
Motherfuckers, blackout season
Publishin' résumé steady increasin'
When we come through, we got 'nough shit to flaunt (Flaunt)
Got you feelin' it and your cousin, even your aunt (Aunt)
Violate, we comin' like ghost, we gonna haunt (Haunt)
Hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
And what you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
What you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want?
Shanghai, Shanghai
New sheriff in town, rock America's crown and hang 'em high (King)
Bangin' a fistful, brandishin' pistols
Pearl handles with the family initial, uh-uh
Twenty-four karat gold various flow, uh-uh
The planet is cold, get damaged for dough, uh-uh
Savage's nose balance and blow travelin' slow, uh-uh
In effect mode, y'all niggas know
Sayonara
Samurai will slam a guy, be damnified
Had to tell one, tell a lie, get paralyzed
Stay paid, rock shit made in ultra suede
Switchblade, you wack, act back to first grade
Even if y'all never seen us, you know y'all need us
Suck my penis from here to motherfuckin' Venus
Think back when you was amazed and had to sit back
Imaginin' me endin' your world like Deep Impact
Blood clot, watch me come through and bust a gunshot
Yeah, we will come inside of your dance and done that
Violate, we comin' like ghost, we gonna haunt (Haunt)
Hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
And what you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
What you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
When we come through, we got 'nough shit to flaunt (Flaunt)
Got you feelin' it and your cousin, even your aunt (Aunt)
Violate, we comin' like ghost, we gonna haunt (Haunt)
Hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
And what you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
What you really want, is that what you really want? (Want)
We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? (Want)
Fuckin' y'all up
Flipmode forever
Stay focused
Pay attention
Pay attention

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