制作
出演艺人
Method Man
表演者
红人
表演者
作曲和作词
Clifford Smith
作曲
Reggie Noble
作曲
A. Williams
作词
Willie Hines
作曲
Andre Weston
作曲
Derek Lynch
作曲
Christopher Charity
作曲
J. Tex
作曲
Fred Wesley
作曲
John Starks
作曲
Lowman Pauling
作曲
James Brown
作曲
制作和工程
红人
制作人
Gov Mattic
制作人
Tommy Uzzo
混音工程师
歌词
[Verse 1]
Yo, yo, yo
Riggidy-row, stepping out the crowd, throwing bolos
Figgidy-flame on, twin chrome four-fours
Loading it up, cocking it back, ready to splash for real
Spit flows out the gill God tried to build
It's hectic, forty-five six, give me a grip
That's more dollars in them thongs than them go-go chicks
Bitch, I'm drunk, pumping slugs out of canon
Shut ya after party down when Meth and Red in
Check it, Bricks and Shaolin, no joke
And when I hit the pussy call me Daddy Long Stroke
Oh, Anna, I'm hitting pigeons out in Atlanta
Banana split, hachoo, spit, oh, shit
Stickin' ya, rippin' ya for all your funds
I wet ya like a one hundred forty one water guns
Cock d' like Rocky, got you scared to death
So hold all your bitches, 'cause here come Red-Meth
[Verse 2]
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Fuck with me and Meth and we break ya fuckin' neck-a
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
[Verse 3]
Ok to hey, hey, baby, me and Doc about to blow
My Saturday nights are special they're pointed at your nose
Ay, yo, save the speculation and the rumors
Comin' sooner thank you think, I knock a fat bitch out her bloomers
Give it to me, hardcore, givin' it to 'em raw
Landshark, Southpaw, so kids say I Jabber-jaw
One, two, no ending or beginning to my cypher
I'm winning all the news like Peter Jennings
Depending on any given day I'm representing
[Verse 4]
The struggle, my great grand who lived through the lynching
Oh, yes, y'all, if you got the weed, who got the blunt?
Take a guess, y'all, Kool-Aid busting through the wall
Mr. Meth, y'all, ah-choo, comment allez-vous?
I used to hawk chickens, now I'm maxing with Badu
I represent Wu, my uzi weighs a ton
I'm swinging the track from Staten 'cause Staten's where I'm from
[Verse 5]
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Fuck with me and Meth and we break ya fuckin' neck-a
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
[Verse 6]
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Fuck with me and Meth and we break ya fuckin' neck-a
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
Microphone check, micro-microphone cheka
[Verse 7]
Remember this?
Written by: A. Williams, Andre Weston, Christopher Charity, Clifford Smith, Derek Lynch, Fred Wesley, J. Tex, James Brown, John Starks, Lowman Pauling, Reggie Noble, Willie Hines