Intro: (E-40 and Man) Uhh! Hey Merchant! Method Man Meth, what's up boy? upper? Trying to get my ones up... Alley Studios mang, It's Freezy mang, Revere mang, we doin thi shit, You know it's good, 40 Water, you'se a pimp nigga, out!
(E-40) They call me Paul Revere, 40 Water cause I like to ball. Things be in one ear, And out the one y'all. had a chance to be an infant, I had to before I crawled, had to dang near raise my siblings Mama 3 jobs, Seen a lot of pan and gritt'in, Chicken and dealin, Dudes up missing, Empty clippin It's happening quite often They up on the side and turn your car into a coffin And ain't talking because that's the rules of the soil We beef over rap, the government beef oil We beef in the They beat on sacred, royal, hold grounds.. Thnking it's righteous, way out of bounds!
Chorus:(Method Man) From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody move we say so They wanna who got that N.A.S.A. music From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, move until we say so They wanna know who got N.A.S.A. music
(Method Man) Another day, dollar, squeeze a dollar til it holler Miss holler you either or swallow Meet me at the same place, time tomorrow Take the R out of brotha, but I ain't trying to
(E-40) MP5's, bush masters, Chinese AKs, alley ways, Shallow, grim, murky days. dominos on the porch wid it Real wid it, I rip it Spit for the fortunate, me and Meth Merchant I call him Meth Merchant because dope We in this booch and we stoked They say there ain't no future in our No in our breath, scared to die But quick to take a
(Method Man) Little Johnny on the block, about to glot like With his body in the drop, damn a little hot Off top, I want everything that mommy got And if I look sober that I'm probably not
(Method Man and E-40) From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody move we say so They wanna know who got N.A.S.A. music From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody move we say so They wanna know who got N.A.S.A. music
(Method Man and E-40) I'm the kid from The Yay 40 man I'm missing them days we took swallows of the good life and pissed it away Real daddy listen to Slay He got the kid the Big Apple With the fish in the bay We off the money, now look money See I ain't laughing when it funny Or at them funny niggas that from me That's why the crook of the honey, I'm hungry Trying to find this snow bunny to for me nigga got his own repertoire A and I rep, blase blah The Allahu Akbar! famous when you're dangerous and what's a star when the cops hate us cause of who the fuck we are? If I was Paris Hilton you wouldn't my car You'd be in the passenger trying to pop a bra Nigga I for keeps while y'all just play With Crack Alley got em hooked N.A.S.A.
(Method Man and E-40) From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody until we say so wanna know who got that N.A.S.A. music From New to the Bay yo Sao Paulo to LA yo, nobody until we say so They wanna who got that N.A.S.A. music
(Method Man and E-40) Y'all thought it was muhfuckers! (N.A.S.A. Music) Aww shit we the gap! (N.A.S.A. Music) Weast coast , West coast, let's go! (N.A.S.A. uhhh)