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Текст песни Method Man f Shawnna, Streetlife - Who Ya Rollin Wit

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[Intro: Method Man]Uh... what`s really good?Yo, yo, yo..[Method Man]It`s the unstoppable, over come any obstacleYa`ll know my flavor, pack more punch than TropicalAny mission possible, do what I gots to doLabels gettin` butterfingers, and next they droppin` youYou think you know, but you have no ideaThe Diary of a Meth Man, what`s this I hear?Somebody told ya`ll, steppin` in shit was good luck?I got the hood stuck, chh-chh, now give the goods upYa`ll done pushed up, past the point of no returnIt`s Meth`s turn, so roll that shit up and let`s burnI heard Philly got the best `scherm, out in Cali, they got the best permsNow that we know, when will the rest learn?Come on, each one, teach one, hear no evil, and I don`t speak noneEverything cool until that heat comeJust call my name, and I`ll be thereYa`ll kids is slum, like the jewelry in Albi Square[Chorus: Streetlife (Shawnna)]We drinkin` Henny til we flip, poppin` bottles til we sickAll ya`ll haters eat a dick (yeah, uh)Let`s throw a party in this bitch, all my niggaz and my chicksTell me who ya`ll rollin` with (yeah)[Hook 2X: 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 the house like foreclosuresTalk sober, until some dog gets forced overNew York soldiers, be at ease, fall backNever ever, I`m the New Era, like ball capsKid, whenever, whoever, whatever, ya`ll want itYa`ll can have it, the problem and answer, I`m all thatWhile we at it, let`s tighten up our grips around that cabbageSilly rabbit, how many kid`s done tricked you on your carrotsThe product of a bad package, like Bishop Don Juan it`s MagicHow I break `em like a bad habit, hit tracks like it`s target practiceThen let these darts take a stab at itNiggaz ain`t got it, ain`t never had itI jam like L.A. traffic, Jellyroll behind the wheelAnd the passenger seat behind the fieldIt`s your boy, physically fit, mentally sickGet dirty money, told you honey, I`m filthy rich[Chorus][Hook 2X w/o "fire" the second time][Interlude: Method Man]Yeah, ya`ll niggaz don`t know it`s a gameUntil it starts again, let`s do it, haha![Method Man]Six minutes, Method Man, you`re onIf you thinkin` you gon` slip and be alright, you`re wrongYou can see me lightin` the bong, while writin` the songsThat the crowd, is either singin` to or fightin` along, fightin` alongI`m try`nna tell you drugs is not your friendsAnd girlfriend, don`t try and front like you got your friendI`m at the hotel, motel, Holiday InnAnd my chick`s a man-eater, she be swallowin` menAight, live from New York, it`s Saturday nightI got pipes that drain your confidence, and battery lightAight, mami tight, but she ain`t really my typeIf ya`ll don`t see me treat her right, then she ain`t really my wifeWhen I was young, I was stayin` in school, obeyin` rulesPlay with my food, what makes you think I`m playin` with you?This is it, ya`ll better come on in, the water`s fineJump on in, let`s do it to `em one more `gain[Chorus][Hook 2X][Chorus][Outro: Method Man]Yeah, Ladies Love Big John StuddNo doubt, dick up in your mouthWe do this shit everyday, I`m in the cutWith my main shit stain, Ray-Ray Gutter ButtAnd we holdin` it down for the whole Staten Island, manNothin` else but Staten Island, manYa`ll stand up, man, Stapleton, the Wild West, Park HillPort Richmond, Now Born, Jungle Nilz, hah... Peace!

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