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