| Yo, I hit the 'freeway' after I 'rock the mic'
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| Light up like Showtime when they about to fight
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| How bout dat, boy, when that truck ride 38's
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| Your middle finger up at the light, I’m nice
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| Doc ride or die, I bubble up when the pouring peroxide
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| It’s dirty, lookie here
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| Still sharp like I’m back in school
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| It’s like Wonder Blade, cut a nigga smooth
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| Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, who let the dog loose?
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| Whips and chains, I don’t wanna argue
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| The big whale that’s writing fishscale
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| Like me, better believe, I’m too hard to harpoon
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| My goons, think like Chris Wallace
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| 'Give me the loot' and I don’t wanna talk about it
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| When my niggas 'get 'em', that’s when I
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| Crush the building, how about that?
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| Look at my shoes, how about that, nigga?
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| (My car, how about that, nigga?)
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| <Stop the bank, how about that, nigga?>
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| How about it, any nigga realer than me? |
| I doubt it
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| Catch Ready hop out of v, low mileage
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| You see the way I play with money, I’m so childish
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| And, so stylish, looking like Gucci my sponsor
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| Kicks crazy, jewelry is bonkers
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| Whether in the club or you see me in concert
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| I go hard, who created a monster?
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| Me, Gilla be the click that I ride with
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| Talk slick, get flipped like a Sidekick
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| You wonder why your bitch is on my dick
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| Cuz the boy flow doper than five bricks
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| The MC wishing I simply
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| Be remembered like Big Pun, Biggie or Pimp C
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| And when my niggas say 'get 'em', that’s when I
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| Blocka blocka, how about that, nigga?
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| Look at my house, how about that, nigga?
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| (Sour dies', how about that, nigga?
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| <Looking fly, how about that, nigga?>
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| How bout that, ten years plus in the rap game
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| And still getting cream like a fat cat
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| Plus, I’m grossing money off of ASCAP
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| Plus, my publishing, yea I owns that
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| First of all, my roya<y come quarterly
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| My hoes, my niggas, all move accordingly
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| Streetlife, I’m so international
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| My foreign exchange, but always in the capitol
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| Straight cash advances, while you be calling
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| Your label all day, hoping someone answers
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| I flow with no auto-tone, just me and my bitch
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| My blunt, my beat, my microphone
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| I shine with no jewelry on, another star is born
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| Watch me perform, beyond the norm
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| And when my niggas 'get 'em', that’s when I
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| Brr stick 'em, haha, stick 'em, how about that, nigga?
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| Fuck what it cost, how about that, nigga?
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| (I'm a boss, how about that, nigga?)
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| <East coast, how about that, nigga?>
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Pimp game, soak it up, you dig?
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| Hope your haters want beef, cuz I don’t touch the pig
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| How about that, boy, I’m a G, ain’t another MC
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| Or pedophile that can touch the kid, I do it big
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| Like Chris Wallace, big bank, big wallet
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| Got a flow that go straight to the pros, forget college
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| I still got it, if I got an issue, I flow the pistol
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| And I’m offical, just like them niggas that low the whistle
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| Word, man, I shoot to kill 'em, you heard?
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| If you nasty, I shoot 'em with penicilen, you heard?
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| I’m like Cali, so carry, when I’m flipping the words
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| Flip the script on your bitch ass while I’m flipping the bird
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| Meth sick with the pen, stick a few in your men
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| Then again, stick with my pen through the thick and the thin
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| Look, when my niggas 'get 'em', I send 'em to hell
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| And ride with 'em, how about that, nigga?
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| Look at my crew, how about that, nigga?
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| (Gun bigger than you, how abotu that, nigga?
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| <We live the life, how about that, nigga?>
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song How Bout Dat , by - Method Man. Song from the album Blackout! 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп