ya up and get ya high, ha! Get ya stoned and get ya wide Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth) Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches
and get ya high, ha! Get ya stoned and get ya wide Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth) Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches
Übersetzung: Method Man. Das ist That Shit.
and get ya high, ha! Get ya stoned and get ya wide Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth) Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin
talkin that shit is absurd My repotoire, is U.S.S.R. P.L.O. style got thrown out the car and ran over, by the Method Man jeep Divine can't define my style
the pros. (BIG BOI) Man shut yo ass up, you tellin' me if you made a song and it was jammin' we ain't 'posed ta' listen' to it? Man, these boys got
de gargon summary And any man dat come test me (test me) Me gwanna lick out dem brains (it's like that) Verse Two: Brothers want to hang with the Meth
rash on ya nasty ass In a whip, with no breaks and I'm hittin the gas It's a bird, it's a plane, take a look in the sky Method Man on some shit, niggaz
love, to see, to learn Yo! Tell em what's happenin! (What's happenin? I'll tell yo' ass what's happenin Tell em what's happenin It's goin on out
what you want, 'cuz "I'll Be Dat" (Be dat) Get off my dick, I don't care about no jewels Long as the condo's paid and the truck I choose I'm tellin y
it's gonna get even worse word to God It's the Wu comin through vickin niggaz for they garments Movin on your left, southpaw em it's the Meth Came to
is stainin, son) Yo, Shaolin runnin this shit, son! Runnin this shit! (Stainin) What's up, Y-Kim? 'Sup, nigga? {What's up, man? What's up?} What's up?
cold or catch feelings The truth be the ghetto youth And Def Jam y'all know the Meth Man take care of his fam That's what y'all better do Examine our
, Biggie or Pimp C And when my niggas say 'get 'em', that's when I Blocka blocka, how about that, nigga? [Chorus: Streetlife (Ready Roc) {Method Man} ]
: [Method Man] Apocalypse Now Mind over matter next batter be Tical Put it on a platter how much uncut raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what Slang
!) And de gargon summary And any man dat come test me (Test me) Me gwanna lick out dem brains (It's like that) Brothers want to hang with the Meth bring
