Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Raekwon
Raekwon
Vocals
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Ol' Dirty Bastard
Vocals
Method Man
Method Man
Vocals
4th Disciple
4th Disciple
Scratches
Prince Rakeem
Prince Rakeem
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Smith
Clifford Smith
Songwriter
Corey Woods
Corey Woods
Songwriter
Dennis Coles
Dennis Coles
Songwriter
Gary Grice
Gary Grice
Songwriter
Jason Hunter
Jason Hunter
Songwriter
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Lamont Jody Hawkins
Songwriter
Robert Diggs
Robert Diggs
Songwriter
Russell Jones
Russell Jones
Songwriter
Prince Rakeem
Prince Rakeem
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
RZA
RZA
Producer
Ethan Ryman
Ethan Ryman
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck, I'll fuck your ass up! Yo, hut one, hut two, hut three, hut! Ol' Dirty Bastard, live and uncut Styles unbreakable, shatterproof To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot! Blaow! How you like me now? Don't fuck the style Ruthless, wild, do you wanna Get your teeth knocked the fuck out? Wanna get on it like that? Well, then, shout! Yo, RZA, yo, razor, hit me with the major The damage, my clan understand it, be flavor Gunnin', hummin', comin' at ya First I'm gonna get ya, once I got ya, I gat ya You could never capture the Method Man's stature For rhyme and for rapture, got niggas resignin', now master My style? Never! I put the fuckin' buck in the wild, kid, I'm terror, razor-sharp I sever, the head from the shoulders, I'm better than my compet'ta You mean competitor? Whatever, let's get together Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the tri-, blaow! I react so thick, I'm phat, and yo Rae came blowin' and blew off your headphones, black Rap from, yo, Cali to Texas Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to wreck this Brothers approach and half step But ain't heard half of it yet and I bet you're not a fuckin' vet So, when you see me on the real Formin' like Voltron, remember I got deep like a Navy Seal Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga Wu buck wild with the trigger Shame on a nigga who try to run game on a nigga I'll fuck your ass up! Yo! I come with that ol' loco style from my vocal Couldn't peep it with a pair of bifocals I'm no joker, play me as a joker Be on you like a house on fire, smoke ya Crews be actin' like they gangs, anyway Be like, "Warriors, come out and play!" (Play) Burn me, I get into shit, I let it out like diarrhea Got burnt once, but that was only gonorrhea Dirty, I keep shit stains in my drawers So, I can get fizzy-funky for ya Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang Rah! Here comes the Tiger vs. Crane I'll be like wild with my style Punk, you play me, chump, you get jumped Wu! Is comin' through at a theater near you And get funk like a shoe What?
Writer(s): Robert F. Diggs, Corey Woods, Dennis David Coles, Lamont Hawkins, Jason S. Hunter, Clifford Smith, Russell T. Jones, Gary E. Grice Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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