- Method Man yam額恩 歌詞
- Method Man
- Yo, Im bout to hit you with this yameen
On top of the yameen, with a lil bit of yameen mixed in Yameen? Yeah, yeah, yo How should I get it started, f*** it, just get it started? These trash talking artists is nothing, n****z is garbage When Meth strike his target, leave it dearly departed His flow is clearly the hardest, yall gon feel me regardless Might break a promise but never breaking the code Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds My block, hot as a sauna, n*** * w*** u* a** j*** C**** deals on every corner, fiends wanna foam you with soap And, if lifes a b****, then I bet she bitter and cold Every time she thinking I fold, seven figures get sold Meth, all in your chest or inhale it all in your nose Cops dont know about this Method but smell it all in his clothes Yup, Im still intact, how real is that, Im backWith enough, fits a million, to figure vanilla wraps up New York, New York, Rock Tube socks and Timberlands Cause hip hop aint feeling them flip-flops, they feminine Im the one shot dealing, one shot killing it(Yameen) Yeah, its the top billing, the block feeling like(Yameen) Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** with me(Yameen, yameen) Yeah, if you not for squealing and for spilling the(Yameen ) The streets is watching the apple rotten like(Yameen) Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like(Yameen) Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** with me(Yameen, yameen) Yeah, if you get it popping or get to popping em(Yameen) You know the haters diss you, lets deal with bigger issues You know New York is dying after all the shit we been through And we done lost B.I.G., we done lost PunHomey, you cant live, gotta go and get them g*** You know the hammersll lose your cabbage, them dudes do damage Send Zulu Nation through Reaganomics, we move them package We pushing rain pain, gotta go and get that money Yall going, 'Hey, hey', but dont that pen look lovely You must not know who yall n****z is f***ing with I can take life n** just for the f*** of it Cracks crazy, that n****ll smack babies Clap ladies for yackin you gon catch shady Call it a mass shower, the way them hollows drizzle Mr. Potato Head, you know them things cant miss you The Average Joe, with an average flow Me and Meth bringing back New York, n**** Im the one shot dealing, one shot killing it(Yameen) Yeah, its the top billing, the block feeling like(Yameen) Yeah, f* ** with me, yeah, f*** with me(Yameen, yameen) Yeah, if you not for squealing and for spilling the(Yameen) The streets is watching the apple rotten like(Yameen) Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like(Yameen) Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** with me(Yameen, yameen) Yeah, if you get it popping or get to popping em(Yameen) You dont like me, you can get whats right above the testicles S.P., turn your top five into vegetables You dont believe me, get em all in a room And the next five, I plan to getting all of them soon Yall can meet me at the table thats round or get ya place in the ground Thats what you get when you facing me, clown Who got the crown, Im piss on it now while you wearing it Nobody nicer than Ghost, I aint hearing it Been Nike Airing it, white tee out Stick-up kid season when the dice be out Im a thug or star investing in living, n****z sippin soup Ghost rapper, knocking out your icey mouth N ****z in the East wanna unite, not me If you aint sayin Im the best, you aint come to be right Know what I mean? If you dont , then you not of being Your four-four, knock little pieces off of your spleen, n**** Im the one shot dealing, one shot killing it(Yameen) Yeah, its the top billing, the block feeling like(Yameen) Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** with me(Yameen, yameen) Yeah, if you not for squealing and for spilling the( Yameen) The streets is watching the apple rotten like(Yameen) Yeah, plus the B.B. hot and the towers dropping like(Yameen) Yeah, f*** with me, yeah, f*** with me(Yameen, yameen) Yeah, if you get it popping or get to popping em(Yameen)
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