Red Alert - Buckshot, P-Money

CLS, all black Mercedes

Dippin' through the city, you know I attract them ladies

Lookin' for a good time, yeah hell of a good time

Mostly I’m 'bout my paper, you know I can rhyme

You can tell when a mack’s broke, but nope

Nope I ain’t tryna be broke so I match broke for dope

And I don’t mean that shit in your veins

But you will lean forward if I shit in your brain

You know it, you should get your act together

You and your whole crew get smacked together

Whatever, it’s a new choice option

Automatic TECs don’t dance when they pop

Stop jockin', get a life

Or get an autograph, you not gettin' it right

You just gettin' 'em tight, boy

I’m so dangerous

Now I got enough money I can aim the fist

And fire, and fire

Put that word out you’ve become work for hire

Lookin' for your 9, pushin' an '05

Lookin' for your brain, goin' out of your mind

Yeah it’s a new day, yeah it’s a new time

You got a new chance, now get on the line

Fine

This a Duck Down session and we what now reppin'

Buckshot,, P-Money, what’s funny?

It’s a red alert

Ring the alarm and I came to bomb it

Do the impossible like I’m Obama

All types of problems from broke to rich

Back to broke, back to rich, one hell of a switch

Damn, lookin' at the rap statistics

Sure lucky if you get one lap in this business

All I hear is what happened to his shit

I ain’t answered, that is what happened to business

Everybody dropped in today

But the question I ask is who’s droppin' the pay?

Better give my money… or you the type to freeload?

Free download, it’s all the same shit, I know

Social network

Cause when I put my neck to work you so shall get hurt

Face the facts

You the type to face the book so you face the bat

Crack, crack, it’s a whole new habitat

If it ain’t Buck, what you rappin' at, boy?

That’s a red alert

It’s a red alert

It’s a red alert

It’s a red alert