Bus driver, this gal refused to give me her seat! Everybody, huh, Yeah, uh, uh, uh, now Uh, yeah, yo
up my people equal? This be Tical , The Prequel Shine up the desert eagle, up that extra lethal I mean that, "Ooh wee", years and two G's I'm back new trees, I wrapped in loose leafs
While ya'll was just rappin', who get the set Just like a neck snappin', let's get this platinum What's happ'n Def Remember Meth Man? I held your through them years when ya'll was stressed, fam
That's why I still love you and Russell still Let's get to iron, and flex some real muscle Up in this bitch due, my click is Rude And I ain't got the ivory, this the flick, dude
Somebody told me, ya'll hold me Naughty By Nature, do my all by my lonely You back off bitch, you don't know me Got to leave hoes alone, they too nosey
is killin', M.C. killin' What more can I say, grillin' That's what niggas get for Hollywood And since ya'll understood, would
you? Would you? Would you? Uh huh, that day That dollar day, ey That dollar day, that dollar day, ey
Okay, the love issue, don't let love get you My brothers love pistol, doin' thug dizzle Bet ya'll ain't know, did you? That I'm a pro, did Until the flow hit you, fuck it, I'm
Bone wit more gristle, thrown from chrome Place that don't tickle, can't wait to wit you I'm as stone chisel, Meth got his own little Formula to go for shizzle
Ya'll my occupation, I'm puttin' in the work So any imitation, I'm puttin' in the That shit is aggravatin', why procrastinatin' I got some massive waitin', and she masturbatin'
to New Yitty, where half is two fifty If I got a problem, that's one problem too many So don't tempt me, I'll until I'm empty Swiftly, that way, I get the chance to take you me, muthafucka!
Meth is killin', M.C. What can I say, stop grillin' That's what get for actin' Hollywood And since ya'll understood, you?
you? Would you? Would you? Uh huh, that day That dollar day, ey dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey
Yo, I got style, H rap round, back up and back Act up, we back clown, up to bat now It's me Ticallion, like Barry Bonds got a ratty thong, happy 'cuz daddy gone
Turn it up it a bit, a notch, and it'll get Cook it once the griddle gets so hot, good kid Okay, now was I? Prepared, was I Your man broke his jaw to say what I
Say on this mic, not a day in life, could ya Say I ain't nice, could ya? If I ain't nice, ya? Get off my and tell your bitch to come her, she stuntin' Can hear me "cummin'" like my in her ear or somethin'
I put on my momma, she put that on her kids He put that chrome on dome and blowed ya fuckin' wig how it is, ask Bobby Dig We back on your block, with shots to give, muthafucka!
Meth is killin', M.C. more can I say, stop grillin' That's what niggas get for actin' And ya'll understood, would you?
Would you? Would you? Would Uh huh, that day That dollar day, ey That dollar day, dollar dollar day, ey
is killin', M.C. killin' What more can I say, stop That's what get for actin' Hollywood And ya'll understood, would you?
Would you? Would you? you? Uh huh, that day dollar dollar day, ey That day, that dollar dollar day, ey