Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah

Yeah, yeah, y'know, tranquilise, tranqulise
Yeah, yeah, yo, Ghostface
(C'mon)
Raekwon, Meth

See me in the club, got a gun on my Lex
Select paper and invade all the illest niggas
Tally up pen, yo, Live Crew meetin'
Layin' in the lab with rolls o' fly Mo-et ho
All niggas eatin'
(Woah)

Wreckin' ball gangsters, unleash the law
Straight up, colorful drawers, bad whores
On the weekend eat a raw style like Flounder
 [bad word] #39; wit' mine or how we design
My niggas might find ya

Layin' in the tropics, big [bad word] [bad word] on park
They way his Clarks look, niggas on top it
Movin' out, colored Durangos switch to me, broke
That's how I picture rich niggas with the same coats
All rich niggas with the same coke

You can catch us [bad word] #39; all on a ship
Fully equipped, on a Star Tac, callin' a [bad word] 
How much you get, when that Absolute and Hennesey mix
(Ultimate, ultimate)
Wu [bad word]  my whole click
(Ultimate, ultimate)
 [bad word] dub, [bad word] in the club, showin' me love
Sayin' "Peace" to the [bad word] that thug, I got the [bad word] 
And the .38, snub-nose, strikin' a pose
Baby girl, threw a drink on my clothes, the new Girbaud's

Lewis Fritz, Hot Nikks, [bad word] what's happenin'?
Any [bad word]  holdin' my [bad word]  smokin' a clip, thanks for askin'
Mashin', the latest fashion
Dance floor packed with whites, blacks and Latins

All N Together, together for worship better
Now I put it down whether its Methy, Method, or Meth-Tical
Rock, skate, roll, bounce
I'm bound to wreck ya body as they turn the party out

All magazine's lit, the fly life we live
The lingo is to let y'all niggas know
High niggas rent , I'm set like nuh, purple and the new Lex
Trifle and work, let's murder everything that Wu wanted sent

I'd better pay Big Momma for usin' his lyrics
Pay Big Momma for usin' his lyrics
(You betta)
Pay Big Momma for usin' his lyrics
Pay Big Momma for usin' his lyrics
 [bad word] on [bad word] on)

Bulletproof Wallets, 20 t'ya kids that says made outta Korea
Top Sear, got's to be a lot to see a rock
[Unverified] be beamed up behind the stove
Askin' how Maria pop Leah
Cursed out Leah, burst out a purse with the Gods you jeer

From Star's Pizzeria, peace, hate to be ya
Especially when the shots ring off in slow motion
When yo' head hit the meter
You lost two leaders, at the same case speeder
Peter slid through shook 'em down for his reefer
James chased Theresa with a hatchet on Easter

Two murders in the 'hood, we call 'em double features
Watch how I eat this, freak the best teacher
At the prayer with the preacher
I get skeet in the bleachers

And your girl, I might eat her
I'm a lover, not a biter
(Well, yeah)
I still catch her for a piece

He's as good as the rest of 'em
And as bad as the worst
So don't hate me
You'd better move over, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
Eah, [bad word] #39; idiots

-- wtf

Yo, uh, uh, wallets [bad word] 
That's right, all my [bad word] is bulletproof
Stoop for the bulletproof
(Yeah)
Yeah, Projects
(Yeah)

Bulletproof wallets
(DJ, DJ)
On yo' [bad word] [bad word]  you heard?
Dirt [bad word] niggas, ya niggas ain't got a chance
Stadio, one-three
Word up, ya now dead

And my mouth stay dry 'cos I swallow the [bad word] 
I might connect you to a VCR, after they plug you
I'm not a gangsta, I hate thugs too
I'm just a [bad word] that painted a picture without a [bad word] too
Without a [bad word] too