[Sample]
Things that I say are true...
[Verse 1: Method Man]
Another day another dollar
I've got mines and got none to borrow
Fuck a role model never had one to follow
Lot of cotton mouth rappers I'm a hard one to swallow
Here's another hard one to gargle:
"Fuck ya life." That's the motto
I'm nice with mics, Cus D'Amato
Drug related blunt guns all up in your condo
Hater nosy woman why you all up in my combo?
Tell these hoes something
[Pre-Hook: Method Man]
Look at you killers like you roll something, stole something
Gimme my paper 'fore I blow something
[Hook: Method Man]
Right now, give me my fuckin' shit
(Chicka bla-ow) I want it right now
Gimme my fuckin' shit (Chicka bla-ow)
Shady niggas hidin' the loot
You see my baby need shoes and the record label tryin' recoup
I want it right now
Gimme my fuckin' shit, (Chicka bla-ow)
And I mean right now, Gimme my fuckin shit
(Chicka bla-ow)
[Verse 2: Ghostface Killah]
Gun battles, so many chains on the neck
Hands and feet, niggas say in shackles
Sky-blue terry cloth low pullover
Kid tell ya like in 2010 you over
Movie's on (yeah) never ran (bust it), borin' me dog
Shittin' everywhere cause niggas can't stand it
Terminate faggots who violate the square
Wu therapy, S.I., We don't fuckin' fear
Beef? We can get it on right here
And that includes jah little niggas wearing tight gear
[Verse 3: Sun God]
Sun God, and that's ya talk? That ain't right there
My money long and green like Buzz Lightyear's
I'm all right here, the way I move the blow fuck a show
You would think it was a All-White Affair
Been fuego, more fire here
And you see me getting money off the water like a pallbearer there
No Newports, Marlboros here
Blow smoke after smoke in your face bitch, I ain't never cared
Get shot down when the dogs smell fear
Let me hold something, look in your face like you owe something
[Pre-Hook: Method Man]
Let me hold something, look at you killers like you owe something
Stole something, Gimme my paper 'fore I blow something
[Hook: Method Man]
Right now Gimme my fuckin' shit
(Chicka bla-ow)
I want it right now Gimme my fuckin' shit
(Chicka bla-ow) Shady niggas hidin' the loot
You see my baby need shoes and the record label tryin' recoup
I want it right now
Gimme my fuckin' shit, (Chicka bla-ow)
And I mean right now, Gimme my fuckin shit
(Chicka bla-ow)
[Verse 4: Inspectah Deck]
I'm playin for the bucks like Hakeem Warrick
Nickel-baggin' the bar, my team on it
They want it like that in the street, its dry as a well
Hell, that's why I sell crack to the beat
I ain't tryin' to just have 'nuff to eat
I'm a make a nigga dance even if I got to clap to the beat
This is something like lockup, murder behind bars
A warrior, my story's defined by my scars
7:30 verbal my words work circles
You a jerk boo I'll burn you like your birds do
[Pre-Hook: Method Man]
Let me hold something, look at you killers like you owe something
Stole something, Gimme my paper 'fore I blow something
[Hook: Method Man]
Right now Gimme my fuckin' shit
(Chicka bla-ow)
I want it right now Gimme my fuckin' shit
(Chicka bla-ow) Shady niggas hidin' the loot
You see my baby need shoes and the record label tryin' recoup
I want it right now
Gimme my fuckin' shit, (Chicka bla-ow)
And I mean right now, Gimme my fuckin shit
(Chicka bla-ow)
compositores: Matthew Adam Tavares, Alexander William Sowinski, Jason William Powers, Chester A Hansen, Thomas R Brenneck, Adam King Feeney, Wayne Kaliff Gordon
Você é fã de Method Man? Gosta da letra da música?
Compartilhe com seus amigos.