on, I take the money and run I'm a dog, shit I fuck right in front of your son If you ain't got Missy and Meth want me to spit the hot shit for you? Nigga
Übersetzung: Method Man. Hund in der Hitze.
days before your album drop huh..you little bitch Order of protection From who? Who I need an order of protection from nigga? [Laughs] Ya lil' k..awe man Mothafuckas man
: (feat. Method Man, Redman) [Missy] Gimme that funk, mmm.. Funk, mmm.. yo gimme that Funk.. sho' nuff that Funk.. [Redman] Yo, yo Beware of the dogs
X: Streetlife (Method Man)] Method spits fire (Fire!) The roof's on (Fire!) My crew's on (Fire!) [Streetlife] M-E-T, H-O-D.. [Method Man] Man, I'm in
: [Method Man] Suspect chin niggas, no win niggas send niggas back to go, try again niggas all hail me, the good the bag the ugily the money's around
from the tribe of Levi smoke out and not steal or blunt spill the indestructable Bobby Steel's is here [Method Man] Yo In The Heat of The Night my 4
you what you waited four years, now to burn Hold your head (and know your ledge) your life flash by Hey, kid, walk straight, master your high Method Man (Method Man, Man
: [Intro: Ghostface Killah (RZA) {Method Man}] Word (These mothafuckin' niggaz, man) Yeah, I hear that, you got that shit, right? (Yeah, I got it) Lemme
, word up, not playing the games, with these niggaz, man (Somebody tell me what do I do...) None at all, man... hit 'em off, none of that, man [Raekwon
Like the wind, invite the grin, watch niggaz rewrite the trend Wu niggaz did it again, yo Unhighly, octane, die cast metal frame Lame, let another man heat handle beef [Chorus: Method Man
ya hood in a Mr. Softy-truck Then pull a Mack out a box and smoke hoes Yeah, ya little fucks Gimme ya fucking money! [*Shout-outs from Raekwon and Ghostface*] [Method Man
: [Method Man] I'm sayin, you-could-you could just come over top of that shit... Did I hear it? Nigga and bang your head, PUNK!! [Ol' Dirty Bastard *
beef in small claims court, Judge Judy When you and I meet up, the fight heat up Bloody up ya wife beater then light weed up [Chorus] [Method Man]
shit? Believe that shit, slaughter, straight to camcorder I'm 'Too Hot for TV', rap draw water My windpipe's attached to project ballers You yell, "Turn the heat
