Hit Em Wit Da Heat Lyrics - Singles - Flipmode Squad

Yeah, Lieutenant what! 

Yeah, motherfucka 

It's Flipmode 

Yeah yeah, spliff, check it out, uh 

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 hardcore nigga that's straight from the gutter 

I used to play scully plus, hot peas and butta 

Now I'm the nigga that's runnin' in your baby motha 

Burgundy Ac, you can call me Ramp Lova 

And now I'm toppin' pokey 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 level 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 an eye, the last spark 

Get closed up, first thug nigga hold up 

21st side see me rounding it up 

See when we come through, we got 'nuf shit to flaunt 

Got you feelin' it and your cousin, even your aunt 

Violate, we coming like ghost, we gonna haunt 

Hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? 

What you really want, is that what you really want? 

We hit you with the heat is that what you really want? 

What you really want, is that what you really 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 talk, I'm 'bout it 'bout it 

Nigga feel my vibe niggas 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 the record and watch, you get your ass kicked 

Catch me on Church Ave, flickin' blunt ashes 

Crazy, thinkin' I can't rock buttas 

Won't take shit without no type floders 

Hectic, Rah on the ill dialect shit 

Deliveries harder then girls in obstetrics 

Ready to stay on, smoother than rayon 

Takin' out niggas and all they liaisons 

Mu'fuckas, black out season 

Publishing resume steady increasing 

See when we come through, we got nuf shit to flaunt 

Got you feelin' it and your cousin, even your aunt 

Violate, we coming like ghost, we gonna haunt 

Hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? 

What you really want, is that what you really want? 

We hit you with the heat is that what you really want? 

What you really want, is that what you really 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 

Who bangin' a fist full? Brandishing pistols 

Pearl handles with the, family initials 

Uh, uh, 24 karat gold various slow 

Uh, uh, planet gets cold, get damaged for dough 

Uh, uh, savages off balance and blow traveling slow 

Uh, uh, in effect mode, y'all niggas know it 

Sayonara, send my rivals, slam a guy 

Be damned if I had to tell one, tell a lie, get paralyzed 

Stay payed, rock shit made in ultra suede 

Switch blade yo 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 muthafucking Venus 

Think back when you was amazed and had to sit back 

Imagining me ending your world like Deep Impact 

Blood clot, watch me come through and bust a gunshot 

Yeah people, come inside of your dance and done that 

See when we come through, we got nuf shit to flaunt 

Got you feelin' it and your cousin, even your aunt 

Violate, we coming like ghost, we gonna haunt 

Hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? 

What you really want, is that what you really want? 

We hit you with the heat is that what you really want? 

What you really want, is that what you really want? 

We hit you with the heat, is that what you really want? 

Fuckin' y'all up, Flipmode forever 

Stays focused, pay attention 

Pay attention