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Viewing Lyrics for Fuck Them:
| | | Artist: | Man Method |
| | Album: | Miscellaneous | | Track: | Fuck Them | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 4 | | | | Lyrics: | Method Man:]
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Fuck you
[Chorus: 2x]
What you wanna be when
you grow up
You wanna be thugs
You wanna be pranksters
You wanna sell drugs
You
wanna be gangsters
Thats what silly boys are made of
[Raekwon:]
Aiyyo,
aiyyo
Cool G's and forty seven flavors
Display swade gators
We comin through
To
blaze neighbors
Meet mark and pardon me to heat mark
A dutch spark it
Lex Leonardo
arts profit
Apple cranberry mixed with crystal
Fan worry
Desert mountain crib in the
ground
We arsonists
One point five a liter
Take a taste
Splash your
heater
Smack your face twice
Clap your sneakers
Shit is like a mission to
Mars
Fishin' for bars
Takin' whats ours
Knowledge the car Pa
Dont be
stupid
Get a little cash
Better swoop it
Throw it in the ground and recoup
it
Next check was best
Your family pack your shit
Get vexed
Leave a nigga
standing in a bag of leaves
Some niggas catch on later
Try to put them on they
haters
I met eighty of them niggas yo
Waitin' on the sidelines droolin'
Some need
schoolin'
Let me teach yo
And roll a student what
Rule one
Yo respect if you
lose son
Dont be big back about to learn to move dunn
All hell to niggas in
jails
With sharks in they fishtanks
Now he come home he a whale
Wolves in the
projo's, projo's yo
We realer up in my shows yo
Middle finger five O's
Take time to
climb vines yo
Lay on the lines
Like Laury only lovin' Rae kind
Sun splash cash layin
like three bags of hash
Fully wrapped in a indian man's stash
[Method
Man:]
Aiyyo
[Chorus: 2x]
[Raekwon:]
Aiyyo, get up
Lex should be
braggin'
Get it up
Fuck shorty got cream in a mean truck
Prop-ness she hollar like
the Loch Ness
He large rock this
Fresh Ferrari in a drop six
Fro's
Yo talkin
about the dough on his clothes
Glaze is crushed up pokin on rolls yo
Oh yeah and maybe
gettin' cream
See what I mean black queen
Stop actin' like crack fiends an'
Brawl we
wanna thank all of y'all
Play the wall hype
Checkin how this lady walks stay
hawkin'
Grab the remain, divorce (Uh)
Shame came to yours
We like green
Rock the
same gameplan, ours (Yo, Yo)
[Method Man:]
Ladies and gentlemen
Your about to
see
A pastime hobby about to be
Takin' to the next degree
By M-E-TH and the bloody
Chef Boyardee
Watch out bitches is too nosey
Backhand slappin' the phoney
Got to walk
it off can't mosey
Who got you open up
Crack pipe still smokin'
Face frozen
Coke
straw stickin' out your nose and D
Proposin' that you bleed on the Chef apron
My thing
hold down the play-pen
And say the nursery rhymes they makin
Come on now
Shits too
real
Fuck you and now your man feel
Time don't stand still for y'all bitches
Wanna
Big Ball
I got two for you to juggle in your jizzals
Im losin' it now
Throw in the
pieces like a jig-saw
Aiyyo
She multi-colored like a rainbow
Mr. Meth and the Cuban
Link kiddo
On tracks we connect, politic ditto
Take that to that
[Chorus: 2x | | | |
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