Lyrics:
get high
I might wave hi..
.. at a pretty young girl that walk by
But yo, you all that, you can't stop?
A-with the weave in your head like a mop?
come for the killin, we know where you livin
Come kick ya shit in
Comes the door and three or four men pour in
Yo you upstairs snorin, we in the safe,
stand on yo tippy toes
I leave the front shii to the little niccas I done had to stop selling lows
Im on a four wheeler in the hills and im selling bags
pain now
In less than four days oh he came 'round
So changed now, sold Dame out
Said I wanna be part of yo thang now
Closed they mouths, no say now
Like
a coffin
Insane damage is done, you fuckin' with the army
We beat skulls in the shape of a wet bag of laundry
What, yeah, yeah
[Chorus repeat 4x]
[Ikon]
Why'all ready for this?
Ha! I don't think so!
Yeah! Oh, listen to this!
We gonna come at ya!
Cypress Hill!
Yo yo yo, all my niggas say jump
wrinkle them
Gimme my props yo, more than a cop yo
Til I master hip-hop, I won't stop yo (Repeat 4x)
[Showbiz]
The say BMW's a Black Man's Wish
I wish
by anybody
what? uh huh uh huh
well where's Quinton, Quinton, Quinton where are you?
yo Quint, Quint come're who got a lighter?...Imani got
ooze
Got glock gen fives make a fuck nigga fuse
Screaming four k k then it's fox four news
And it's everything k we don't play by da rules
Bitch gimme
can't stop me
She like Ty why you moving so cocky, Like
Yo Yams, WassGunnin'
Spin down they block and we making it lit
Four-five push a nigga wig
Why he
through it
Rinnegan
Six paths might blow up the Pentagon
Four shots might take down Trigon
Let's let bigons be bigons
I'm number one
Rinnegan
Six paths
Me and Trench hop on the beat you knowing it's the realist shit
Try to touch my brother I'mma have to get your melon split
4 nem pop up on them
I’m rocking 4, 5, 6, 7 m’s yea you know I can’t lie
Wrist like a glacier I put it on freeze I can’t stop telling the time
Beat that bitch throat in
of IUP without a four year degree
Got robbed by the cops for a couple of g’s
I got a job just to try to pay the lawyer fees and
Low key sell trees, try
ain't from Detroit, but my neck still wet like the four Great Lakes
You a goof, you a lame
Betta' stop acting cool
Saved by the bell, beat your ass after
to test yo taste
Whoa
Sweet like cake
Come put it on me makes porno scene
I'll make that air mattress deflate
Goat horse dick baby on all fours
I'm licking
over here, teaching them the problems
And its the real one
Ahh man now we got the ???? over there
The Sunz of man solving problems, yo this the right one
Three major players gettin' papers by the layers
And those that betray us on the block get rocked like Amadeus
Fakers get used as shootin' targets soon
[Intro: Method Man]
Damn... yo, yo
[Method Man]
Woke up in the morning, like ten A.M
Walked passed the Listerine, went straight for the gin
not by choice (4x)
[Animal]
Unh, Yo, Jesus Christ yo, he just nice
Like a ginszu blade nigga, he just slice
And get y'all out the game, dog, it's
And we're gonna bring a man up to the microphone right now (here we go, come on)
And goes by the name of uh, well he doesn't know (check it out come on yo
like a dojo
Yo bitch see me and just want a photo
So I hop out the car out the 4-door
And I give yo lil bitch her lil photo
Later I'm putting my dick in
be cunch
SJ got half the 9 on a shank
Startin' to feel like a TBT
So I give my young guys the four-by-four
Tell them, "Go the L," not 3X3
They
fuck with me because of the fame, lame
All girls are the same, I put ice on my wrist so it match with the chain
Niggas act like a bitch needa stay in yo
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