Testo Ya'Meen - Method Man feat. Fat Joe & Styles P
Testo della canzone Ya'Meen (Method Man feat. Fat Joe & Styles P), tratta dall'album 4:21...The Day After
Yo, I'm 'bout to hit you with the yah'mean
On top of the yah'mean
With a little bit of the yah'mean mixed in, yah'mean?
Yeah, yeah, yo
How should I get it started? Fuck it, just get it started
These trash talkin' artists is nothin', niggas is garbage
When Meth strike his target, leave it dearly departed
This flow is clearly the hardest, y'all gon' feel me regardless
Might break a promise but never breakin' the code
Some get popped and call for they mama when the drama unfolds
My block, hot as a sauna, marijuana and dope
Crack deals on every corner, fiends run up on ya with soap and
If life's a bitch then I bet she bitter and cold
Anytime she figure I fold, seven figures get sold
Meth, all in your chest or inhale it all in your nose
Cops don't know about this Method but smell it all in his clothes
Yep, I'm still intact, how real is that? I'm back
With enough sense of million to fill ya vanilla wraps up
New York, New York, rock tube socks and Timberlands
'Cause hip-hop ain't feelin' them flip-flops, they feminine
I'm the one shot dealin', one shot killin' it (Yah'mean?)
It's the top billin', the block feelin' like (Yah'mean?)
Fuck with me (Yah'mean?), fuck with me (Yah'mean?)
If you not for squealin' then not for spillin' 'em (Yah'mean?)
The streets is watchin', the apple rotten like (Yah'mean?)
Plus the B.B. hot and the top be droppin' like (Yah'mean?)
Fuck with this (Yah'mean?), fuck with this (Yah'mean?)
If you get it poppin' or get to poppin' 'em (Yah'mean?)
You know that niggas diss you, let's deal with bigger issues
You know New York is dyin' after all the shit we been through
And we done lost B.I.G., we done lost Pun
Homie you can't live, gotta go and get them guns
You know them hammers'll lose your cabbage, them dudes'll damage
Send Zulu Nation through Reaganomics, we move them package
We pushin' weight-weight, gotta go and get that money
Y'all go and hate-hate, but don't that pen look lovely?
You must not know who y'all niggas is fuckin' with
I will take life, nig', just for the fuck of it
Crack's crazy, that nigga'll smack babies
Clap ladies, react and you gon' catch shady
Call it a lead shower, the way them hollows drizzle
Mr. Potato Head, you know them things can't miss you
Not the average Joe, with an average flow
Me and Meth bringin' back New York, nigga
I'm the one shot dealin', one shot killin' it (Yah'mean?)
It's the top billin', the block feelin' like (Yah'mean?)
Fuck with me (Yah'mean?), fuck with me (Yah'mean?)
If you not for squealin' then not for spillin' 'em (Yah'mean?)
The streets is watchin', the apple rotten like (Yah'mean?)
Plus the B.B. hot and the top be droppin' like (Yah'mean?)
Fuck with this (Yah'mean?), fuck with this (Yah'mean?)
If you get it poppin' or get to poppin' 'em (Yah'mean?)
You don't like me, you could get what's right above the testicles
S.P., turn the top five into vegetables
You don't believe me, get 'em all in the room
And the next five, I plan to get 'em all in a tomb
Y'all could meet me at the table that's round
Or get your place in the ground
That's what you get when you facin' me clown
Who got the crown? I'ma piss on it now, while you wearin' it
Nobody nicer than Ghost, I ain't hearin' it
Been Nike Airin' it, white tee out
Stick-up kid season when the dice be out
I'm about to start investin' and liftin'
Niggas sip and shoot but Ghost back for knockin' out your icy mouth
Niggas in the East wanna unite, not me
If you ain't sayin' I'm the best then you ain't come at me right
Nah'mean, if you don't, then you know how it be
The four-four knock lil' pieces off of your spleen, nigga
I'm the one shot dealin', one shot killin' it (Yah'mean?)
It's the top billin', the block feelin' like (Yah'mean?)
Fuck with me (Yah'mean?), fuck with me (Yah'mean?)
If you not for squealin' then not for spillin' 'em (Yah'mean?)
The streets is watchin', the apple rotten like (Yah'mean?)
Plus the B.B. hot and the top be droppin' like (Yah'mean?)
Fuck with this (Yah'mean?), fuck with this (Yah'mean?)
If you get it poppin' or get to poppin' 'em (Yah'mean?)
Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Smith, David Styles, Joseph Cartegena, D. Klein, Josh Joergensen
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