[sheek] Soon as I cop the nine, I pop the nine When I take it out the box, I represent lox Now when I flow, you hit the rewind button So I charge out more, want it all at the door Fuck heat, sheek walk around with an oven Who you gonna kill with that little foreman grill? How it’s gon’ look when I come through your block? Sheek, funk doc, meth on top Porsche, 300 horse fly by, back open pumpin how high (how high) Yeah, can y’all see that (see that) Bitch you can call me what you want, ’cuz I’ll be dat (be dat) Get off my dick, I don’t care about no jewels Long as the condo’s paid and the truck I choose I’m tellin y’all niggas, if it’s not double r I’ma spell my name out on the side of your car
[chorus:]
Come and ruff ryde with us If you wanna get high with us If you wanna get down with us Come on nooooowwwww Come and ruff ryde with us If you wanna get high with us If you wanna get down with us Come on nooooowwwww
[redman] I got a twin cam exhaust connected to the jaw A five speed clutch on my paw when I ride I glow like the pegs in lite-brite 3000 bolts of lightening when fly the right kite Me and meth be hennesey, two ice cubes We can draw (choose your weapons) or do I choose? When I choose the grip, one shot lose your hip I hope your shoes fit for this move and pick My avalanche it came with, ten feet of snow I’m cold blooded, my fam half eskimo My flows move like endo Turn ten nickels into ten loads, outta ten stoves Ride the crash course, do the math on it Swizz beats you can ride amtrak on it But I’m on it, grillin with george foreman Ya peeps is at the grammy awards cornin The ice, the fat wallet son, I won it In the helicopter, warmin before morning Def jam nigga, redman nigga, doc Fuck ya momma on my sweat band nigga You tough guys will get smacked in the club With the gun I bought from mack in the club Its p-p-p from bricks to brook-nam (come on) Bring me some more ass to whoop on
[chorus]
[method man] Look what the cat dragged in Underground dweller from the cellar bring terror Scoop of high yellow cinderella, meth forever Never rush a rhyme, hook could never bust my nine But if I have to, I have to, it’s all in the mind I stay ahead of time while y’all fallin behind Tryin to relight ya lime, it’s a crime when I drop ? ? ? design That tick it, tick boom, blow your mind Yeah me, m-e-t, h, the o, the d Can’t be done like tryin to find a penny in the sea Nigga run for cover son go and get them guns Y’all ain’t from here, don’t try to come around and gettin ones Swizz beat the track in the head, but I instead Pull my ? dart gun? and bust sixteen until it’s dead I’m the game, all of my dogs be off the chain Yellin wu-tang, wu-tang
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[chorus:]
Come and ruff ryde with us If you wanna get high with us If you wanna get down with us Come on nooooowwwww Come and ruff ryde with us If you wanna get high with us If you wanna get down with us Come on nooooowwwww
[redman] I got a twin cam exhaust connected to the jaw A five speed clutch on my paw when I ride I glow like the pegs in lite-brite 3000 bolts of lightening when fly the right kite Me and meth be hennesey, two ice cubes We can draw (choose your weapons) or do I choose? When I choose the grip, one shot lose your hip I hope your shoes fit for this move and pick My avalanche it came with, ten feet of snow I’m cold blooded, my fam half eskimo My flows move like endo Turn ten nickels into ten loads, outta ten stoves Ride the crash course, do the math on it Swizz beats you can ride amtrak on it But I’m on it, grillin with george foreman Ya peeps is at the grammy awards cornin The ice, the fat wallet son, I won it In the helicopter, warmin before morning Def jam nigga, redman nigga, doc Fuck ya momma on my sweat band nigga You tough guys will get smacked in the club With the gun I bought from mack in the club Its p-p-p from bricks to brook-nam (come on) Bring me some more ass to whoop on
[chorus]
[method man] Look what the cat dragged in Underground dweller from the cellar bring terror Scoop of high yellow cinderella, meth forever Never rush a rhyme, hook could never bust my nine But if I have to, I have to, it’s all in the mind I stay ahead of time while y’all fallin behind Tryin to relight ya lime, it’s a crime when I drop ? ? ? design That tick it, tick boom, blow your mind Yeah me, m-e-t, h, the o, the d Can’t be done like tryin to find a penny in the sea Nigga run for cover son go and get them guns Y’all ain’t from here, don’t try to come around and gettin ones Swizz beat the track in the head, but I instead Pull my ? dart gun? and bust sixteen until it’s dead I’m the game, all of my dogs be off the chain Yellin wu-tang, wu-tang
[chorus]
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