Call The Ambulance Lyrics - It Ain't Safe No More... - Busta Rhymes

Yeah! Busta Rhymes now, Flipmode now, check it 

See we in 2003 already 

Catch up to us 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hah, huh 

Now motherfuckin' case closed 

The shit blow your speaker, keep turnin' your base low 

Spaz out because I motherfuckin' say so 

Before I blow this bitch like we down in Waco 

Thick in cock diesel, that's the way we roll 

Big truck shit, even my bitch whippin' the range rov' 

We 'bout to skyrocket and the way we go 

The way the bitches lookin' love the way we blow 

Check it, we light shit up like broadway yo 

The crack head rappers better just say no 

Before I turn stupid and back the heat slow 

Lay and wait for niggaz in the back street yo 

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Weak flow, take your shit like i'm comin' to repo 

Create a crowd scene and stack a bunch of people 

We bustin' through the doors, shootin' through your peephole 

The shoot that never miss, like shootin' a free throw 

All you niggaz better go and 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out 

Call the ambulance 

Catch sixteen to remove your organs 

H2O ridin' round in same orbits 

Notorious from New York to New Orleans 

House come with the lake swimmin' with dolphins 

Photos 

Fifty G's with large proportions 

Caught a few niggaz on money extortions 

Niggaz snitch, F.B.I is hawkin' 

Call Johnnie Cochran, yo this nigga is walkin' 

Shit, we gotta close down the club 

Me and my cousin Bust, we like crockett and tubbs 

I pushin' lambo's, big chains and dubs 

Lead ya' Flipmode security with snubs 

Uppin' club levels, hundred G's enough 

And if them ducks rollin' bust i'm beatin' it up 

The streets ain't safe, yo we heatin' it up 

The party's on smashed up, now we tweakin' it up 

The bitches want this dick so they eatin' it up 

Now all you bitches better go and 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out 

Call the ambulance 

Flipmode, we in heavy conjunction 

We shutin' down in every function 

Beat you in yo' head until your brain malfunction 

Yo Bust, call the label, tell 'em we in production 

Pinky ring status so it's no discussion 

Stop talkin' shit, niggaz dodgin' and duckin' 

I'm cream cheese with the English muffin 

I still got respect in the flatbush junction, hey 

Huh, it's like we shakin' down a dude 

We like a pack of dogs that come to take a nigga food 

My niggaz flip quicker than a fuckin' interlude 

I beat niggaz head and blood drippin' through a tube 

Peep bitch, I'm only here to change the fuckin' mood 

And freeze you niggaz money like a nigga gettin' sued 

And leave you in the church watchin' your body gettin' viewed 

Don't get it fucked up or even misconstrued 

All you niggaz better go and 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

Call the ambulance, come and pick up your people 

I'll put they body on the stretcher, carry they ass out 

Call the ambulance