Lyrics:
Y'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 niggaz say jump up
Doc broke
black
I slam that track on trains like Amtrak
Go to shaolin isle, that's where my fams at
What you doing you can't ripple the gripple son
You get dipped
4am vibes, writing all night
My tracks are a treat, I be rewarding the mic
You be flexing yo' money, you need some boasting advice
Just show your
the day, we’ll pop out
And my phone ain’t had service, bro’d hotspot
Or go to the Wawa, for Wi-Fi
To see what’s the play, and then ride by
They lost they
speakers
Yo, see get me some water yo
Turn it up real loud
I'm just goin' rock this joint yo go head, go head
Here it go. Press record
All eyes over
[Intro: Method Man]
Say what? Ain't no pushin
Say what? None of that shit goin on
Yo
[Method Man]
Made from the best shit on Earth
I bring it
Let me update my status
Murda she wrote, hashtag savage
Spittin’ acid on tracks like reptile when the beats classic
I do this for the King, nawmean? So
mans, you can't get back
I be up 24/7, fuck the cap naps
Heard that you be crying all week, where yo bitch at?
By the way, I just customized ah SIGMAG
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
on a pair of tennis shoes and go?
Joggin’ on a dirt road, burnin’ coal
The passion in yo soul, goin’ for the rings of gold
You feelin’ like you run the town,
track war ready
Never lack got plenty
Of rounds by the semi
Go down by the dozens
If my niggas let me
Rosswell gon tell me
Pop em like confetti
When yo
tight AS FUCK
I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I'm reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I'm
AS F*CK
I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I’m reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I’m the design you
by you bitches like pelicans
Put a crack in yo exo-skeletan
Shake this bitch like a bowl of gelatin
we soldiers no limit soldiers ugh there
peaceful
This is just part one, wait 'til the sequel (let's go) lil' bitch
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my
limits we just living baby it's a go
Whoa
Lately you been in your feelings you can't always hold that shit in
Time for healing baby let it flow
Yo
Let's do
Sailing straight ahead and getting those chests
Eliminating threats and cheating out death
Let's go to that Fort of Fortune
The glowing red skull cloud in
Let's go
Uh, first things first, this is next level
I'm too hot to handle, like hot metal
Don't get your sights set on gold medals
I get the gold plates,
"Why did you join my beloved core?"
"Sir, to kill sir!"
"So you're a killer?"
"Sir yes sir!"
"Let me see your war face."
"Sir?"
"You got a war face?
See you teefing thru yo neck
But you ain't tryna
Die about it *****
Tryna come and shop
Meet me by the store
***** I keep ah Glock
& I'm trained go
The pack cannot stay everything gotta go
Sack just landed 2 in a row
I need some bags she go to the store
That was yo girl but not no more
24/7 the trap dont
the sound
JP on the track the new beats by the pound
Got more racks than the law allow
Got 10 on me in the booth rite now
They done let me get on
It’s
Yo this blunt is for all the niggas that was in the
Holding pen with me in central booking
Welcome to the system
(Ha ha ha ha! Yeah!
bullets skeetin'
That's all we know so that's how we go grab the ski mask for disguisin'
Can't let him see me cause he gon' know me and it'll be too
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