Featuring: Bun 
Method Man City Lights Lyrics: [bad word] 2X: Pimp sample]
I get tore up, I get tore up under city lights
Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights
I get tore up, I get tore up under city lights
Tore up under city lights, tore up under city lights

[Redman]
Yo, I'm rolling in my ride, my eyes real chinky
Hit 145, buy like 12 twinkies
Today a good day, I know, don't jinx it
I 'will' keep a 'smith', just like Jada Pinkett
Baby, without blinking, I do it my way
I [bad word] on folks, the opposite of R. K. [bad word]  pardon me, I'm too hood
Doc on your mind all the time, like New E.R.A.
Who am I? That [bad word] too fly
My mama gave birth on Continental Airlines
I ain't lying, I'm back, boy, you hit the backboard
I'm all swish, make a memo on your black board
This class here, [bad word]  is for the underground
UGK, Doc and Meth, locking the summer down
And I ain't playing games, homey, so get it right
Cuz I 'get tore, I get tore up' under city lights
 [bad word] 

[Method Man]
I dropped to 95, now I'm on 95
South and the dirty been riding dirty since Dirty died
I gets it early, my [bad word]  heard me, I'm certified
And when I ride, I'm with Reggie Noble, New Jersey Drive
I make it happen, homey, I take you
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back when I was wearing ponies
And them older niggas was snapping on me
How many rappers know me? I know what cash own
Face it, this game I take it, in holy matrimony
And now can't nothing hold me, I [bad word] with UGK
Some dudes is more like Kobe, I'm more [bad word] Ray
You either in it pimping, or you just in the way
I love this life that I'm living, your [bad word] can end today
Two things to know about me, I guess I'll never change
And keep this money like Southern Cali, and never rain
And I ain't playing games wit ya, so get it right
And I 'get tore, I get tore up' under city lights
 [bad word] 

[Bun B]
For the king of the trill is up in this [bad word] Drop the top, but I get the switch
You see my leather seats tuck n stitch
Texas [bad word]  we getting rich [bad word] a hater, man, [bad word] a snitch
G-Code [bad word]  we don't love the po-po
No more swag, now pass the do do
We keep it super tight like pants in SoHo
I'm bout my dough, ho, so don't play with my bread
Man, I be trying to stop the violence nowadays so instead
of popping that [bad word] and grabbing that
chopper, putting that K to ya head
I'd rather be laying up in the bed with
your baby n I may getting head
Yeah, my Cadillac car is candy painted, dripping like Bernadette
My steering wheel is woodgrain, I grip it and turn it quick
I'm riding bows, black with yellow stripes, like a Steeler
And as far as the rims go, I'm an 84 dealer
slab peela when I mash out in the Caddy
Lean it back up on the leather, man, and smoking on a fatty
This UGK 4 Life, if you ain't know you better get it right
Why, 'I get tore, I get tore up' under city lights

[Outro: Redman]
UGK, Redman, Method Man, in the [bad word] building, [bad word]