[Carlton Fisk] Carlo, sick wrists, shake whips, stickshift With the clutch, Superhead bitch riding shotgun Pops swallowed, know the stashbox Chrome mac with the hallows, minds swearing that I'll pop one Every man need the options A down bitch, not a problem, everywhere I'm seen I've got one My whole team gon' rep to death Can't be a mjor nigga when you taking minor steps This soldier gon ride till there's noone left Till I'm laying next to Why and ??? muthafuckas This is real hood connect, not a special effect House Gang, feel the reign pf the tec Nigga, remain and get wet Same shit, different day I expect The gun blaze, richo-richochets spray through your vest You should know I'm opposing a threat, House Gang Ya'll rat niggas should be coated, held in a dress man
[Chorus: La Banga] Expect us to pop off, so we gotta pop off This product a knock off of H.G. Breaking free from the damn chain They wanting the damn thang There's money to go to claim for H.G. If ya'll support House Gang, than this is for ya'll mane Nigga blow off our own name for H.G. Ya'll wanted to hear more, so ya'll gone hear more We the niggas to fear for, H.G.
[La Banga] Well ok, if my fam is ok with this, than so am I Equip the pad with the pen, it's time to ride or die Naw, it ain't got to be a physical death But then a slaying of the mental could take your last breathe I orchestrtae a 1-8-7 The body cannot function without the mind, so I'm seeing your fate No trace of destruction when I'm catching a case There's gonna be alot of harrasing with question asking But they will never learn of the cerebral assassin Death to your thoughts for thinking you could really leak a whole fort Though confidence is arrogence and ignorance is bliss The way you make it move, you gotta succumb to this I ain't got the type of feeling for this I got the type of feelings for plush life, what everybody want, get rich Yo there's a hustle, there's a robbery game, same difference All I'm saying is utilize one, let's see your game
[Chorus]
[Method Man] Just sitting here, biting my nails, pen in hand Fighting myself, these dime pieces lighting my L I ain't trying to fuck up my life or get life in the cell But right now it's hot in hell, and I ain't liking the smell Ain't it funny kid, when you get money Seem everybody wanna get chummy, till they find out they can't get shit from me And now I'm mackin like my shit don't stink Cuz at the club, I didn't get yo drink bitch You're fucking with a pro, who's attitude is 'don't give a' Watch the girls with the dirt in they nails ???, they gold diggas I'm telling ya'll like I told RZA Man I got Meth, and on the day that I don't I'll let you know nigga Until then, I will will Cop the S-Class with the weed stash built in Niggas know the half on me Marijuana, I got the halves homie And you know the policy, cash only ya dig
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Copy to Clipboard: [Carlton Fisk] Carlo, sick wrists, shake whips, stickshift With the clutch, Superhead bitch riding shotgun Pops swallowed, know the stashbox Chrome mac with the hallows, minds swearing that I'll pop one Every man need the options A down bitch, not a problem, everywhere I'm seen I've got one My whole team gon' rep to death Can't be a mjor nigga when you taking minor steps This soldier gon ride till there's noone left Till I'm laying next to Why and ??? muthafuckas This is real hood connect, not a special effect House Gang, feel the reign pf the tec Nigga, remain and get wet Same shit, different day I expect The gun blaze, richo-richochets spray through your vest You should know I'm opposing a threat, House Gang Ya'll rat niggas should be coated, held in a dress man
[Chorus: La Banga] Expect us to pop off, so we gotta pop off This product a knock off of H.G. Breaking free from the damn chain They wanting the damn thang There's money to go to claim for H.G. If ya'll support House Gang, than this is for ya'll mane Nigga blow off our own name for H.G. Ya'll wanted to hear more, so ya'll gone hear more We the niggas to fear for, H.G.
[La Banga] Well ok, if my fam is ok with this, than so am I Equip the pad with the pen, it's time to ride or die Naw, it ain't got to be a physical death But then a slaying of the mental could take your last breathe I orchestrtae a 1-8-7 The body cannot function without the mind, so I'm seeing your fate No trace of destruction when I'm catching a case There's gonna be alot of harrasing with question asking But they will never learn of the cerebral assassin Death to your thoughts for thinking you could really leak a whole fort Though confidence is arrogence and ignorance is bliss The way you make it move, you gotta succumb to this I ain't got the type of feeling for this I got the type of feelings for plush life, what everybody want, get rich Yo there's a hustle, there's a robbery game, same difference All I'm saying is utilize one, let's see your game
[Chorus]
[Method Man] Just sitting here, biting my nails, pen in hand Fighting myself, these dime pieces lighting my L I ain't trying to fuck up my life or get life in the cell But right now it's hot in hell, and I ain't liking the smell Ain't it funny kid, when you get money Seem everybody wanna get chummy, till they find out they can't get shit from me And now I'm mackin like my shit don't stink Cuz at the club, I didn't get yo drink bitch You're fucking with a pro, who's attitude is 'don't give a' Watch the girls with the dirt in they nails ???, they gold diggas I'm telling ya'll like I told RZA Man I got Meth, and on the day that I don't I'll let you know nigga Until then, I will will Cop the S-Class with the weed stash built in Niggas know the half on me Marijuana, I got the halves homie And you know the policy, cash only ya dig
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