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METHOD MAN | Gunz N Onez (Iz U Wit Me)
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Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..



Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!
All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even players
Whether you hate us or you show us love
No matter what you do money, stack your gunz n onez
Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!
All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even players
Crooks, willies, pimps, all my sons
No matter what you do baby, stack your gunz n onez



Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my brother
Respect mine like my baby mother
I shine when it rain, the skys cryin for all the black youth
thats dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron
And in the mist the slugs flyin, one burst
he kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at first
or badly hurt, its all science, another nigga merked
Kid snatched his purse and his work, left nuttin
but the shells on the turf, the situations worse
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they skirts
cause its real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
Not everyone can shine and make a meal
So Johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the head
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said
Dont be mistaken, or mislead, its all peace
But when my babys gotta get fed, Im all teeth
Bitin DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshed
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this life
on the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind
cuz-o, can you deal?



Wu-Tang are u wit me, well throw your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
Heads on lockdown and those on the run
No matter what you do money, stack your gunz n onez



Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain splattera
In a matter of seconds Im disrespectin your character
Whats the matter ya niggaz aint ready for the massacre
Ill be slappin yall niggaz in the face with the calibre
You like the voice baby? Ruck is the choice lately
Slap a hoe and then grab a hoe just like ? ?
My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
Then deep down in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy
Maybe, yall niggaz should just chill before I fuck you up
I can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut
What the fuck? Yall niggaz do it the mic ruin
your life by screwin, your wife now cruisin
Affect with the motherfuckin grimy style
Meth-Tical, Heltah Skeltah for the Ninety-Now
Remind me how, the way it used to be, yo you used to be
better than you is on the mic, but now you losing me



So iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
Whether you rap for a living or sell drugs for funds
No matter what you do, stack your gunz n onez



Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
Potentially rebellious yet a straight A student
I listened to my elders til I found out they was stupid
What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit
Now, I hold mo concealed Heat than Acapulco
Ricans in Bushwick call me Rocko, el mano loco
Got a fo-fo to make thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJo
Packin ever since Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-no
We dont need those doe, street cats dont need gats
Six-five, from the NBA, many niggaz be that
So try me, like Mutumbo you cant get shit by me
Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehe
hold that thought for a minute
And watch your shorty before I run up in it I admit it
Im like Sprite, image got you shaken, thinkin Im Jamaican
But its thirst thatll get your jewelry and dough taken
FUCK Batman and Robin, Im robbin with a bat man
Chase niggaz like Chevy for makin wack jams
Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Sean Price
in Alcatraz fan, theyll tell you watch the jabbin



So iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
Gods, Earths, and cons, Crips and Bloods
No matter what you do money, stack your gunz n onez
Iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
M.F.C., Killa Beez and my Outlaw thugs
Armaggedeon soon come, stack your gunz n onez

stack your gunz n onez, stack your gunz n onez
Heltah Skeltah come soon, be prepared motherfucker
stack your gunz n onez, stack your gunz n onez
Cause aint nobody safe motherfucker
stack your gunz n onez, stack your gunz n onez
Marvelous, armaggedeon, Heltah Skeltah
stack your gunz n onez, stack your gunz n onez
Same shit




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