Episode 7: Bridge Boys
Method Man, Kash Varrazano, Roc, Kash Verrazano
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Rockness, what up? Ron Browz, what up? Staten Island, what up? Hanz, what up? Apple, what up? Time to go in, hah Ch'yeah Feel the tension when I walk into a room Watch your step and watch your tone, boy, you talkin' a goon Been a problem since them old heads was snortin' off the spoon Half you rappers gettin' short bread, we often loaner domes Put a ratchet on your forehead, I'm talkin' to baboons I remain a Major Payne if you ain't part of my platoon I'm a warhead, you know, big explosion with the 'shroom It's the sandman, they hopin' I dont show up with the broom That's a sweeper They knockin' at your door, that's the reaper With lead arms all around your head, that's a Sleeper Rappers paranoid, that's the reefer I mean if she a bad broad and let you raw dog, that's a keeper My sisters, they don't rock with my dad, my moms either Now I'm here with Roc, I'ma dad with mom's features Ironic, I never make a threat that I couldn't promise Be honest, I'm dope and I ain't never spoke Ebonics The players might change but the game don't stop Tryna move some 'caine, get it Range or a drop Forbes sayin' I made it But tell 'em I'm hood famous The players might change but the game don't stop Tryna move some 'caine, get it Range or a drop One more blunt 'cause I'm faded Just for the niggas that hate it Ten-ten wins, hindsight's 20/20 Thirty-thirty up in forty-forty, light somethin' ugly It's a fifty-fifty chance niggas gon' die over nothin' Get hit, sit calm, nigga, try somethin' funny Road Warrior, once I almost got locked up abroad Heard you snitchin' on bitches, dude, you locked up abroad Maybe Jamaican fakin' but you would not, no reward Class by myself but I am not no schoolboy I'm not a momma's boy but I am my momma's boy For her, I would gladly go nuts, that's my Almond Joy I ain't no Boy Scout but your boy scout your boy like a scout and report Put one in your boy's scalp Meth'll manhandle your man and you I ain't even gon' let him do that, bo-blap, blam dude Don't get your hands dirty, son Son gon' do his whole fam dirty Word to P and Dirty The players might change but the game don't stop Tryna move some 'caine, get it Range or a drop Forbes sayin' I made it But tell 'em I'm hood famous The players might change but the game don't stop Tryna move some 'caine, get it Range or a drop One more blunt 'cause I'm faded Just for the niggas that hate it
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