Luyện nghe bài hát Who Ya Rollin Wit

Uh really good?
Yo, yo, yo

It's the unstoppable, come any obstacle
Y'all know my flavor, pack more punch Tropical
Any mission possible, do I gots to do
gettin' butterfingers, and next they droppin' you

You think you know, but you have no
The of a Meth Man, what's this I hear?
Somebody y'all, steppin' in shit was good luck?
I got the stuck, now give the goods up

Y'all pushed up, past the point of no return
It's Meth's turn, so roll shit up and let's burn
I Philly got the best 'scherm, out in Cali, they got the best perms
Now that we know, will the rest learn?

Come on, one, teach one, hear no evil and I don't speak none
cool until that heat come
Just my name, and I'll be there
Y'all kids is slum, like the jewelry in Square

We drinkin' Henny 'til we flip, bottles 'til we sick
All haters eat a dick
Let's a party in this bitch, all my niggaz and my chicks
Tell me who ya wit?

Method fire
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Method fire
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M E T H O D

Man, I'm in the house like
Talk sober, until some dog gets over
New soldiers, be at ease, fall back
Never ever, I'm the New Era, like caps

Kid, whenever, whoever, whatever, y'all it
Y'all can it, the problem and answer, I'm all that
we at it, let's tighten up our grips around that cabbage
Silly rabbit, how many kid's done tricked you on carrots

The product of a bad package, Bishop Don Juan it's Magic
How I break 'em like a bad habit, hit tracks it's target practice
Then let these darts a stab at it, niggaz ain't got it, ain't never had it

I jam like LA traffic, Jellyroll the wheel
And the passenger seat behind the
It's your boy, physically fit, mentally
Get dirty money, told you honey, I'm filthy

We drinkin' Henny 'til we flip, poppin' bottles 'til we
All y'all eat a dick
Let's throw a party in this bitch, all my and my chicks
Tell me who ya rollin'

Method spits
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The on
(Fire)
My on
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Method
The on
My on

Six minutes, Man, you're on
If you thinkin' you gon' slip and be alright, you're
You can see me lightin' the bong, while writin' the
That the crowd, is singin' to or fightin' along, fightin' along

I'm tryin' tell you drugs is not your
And girlfriend, don't try and front like you got friend
I'm at the hotel, motel, Inn
And my a man-eater, she be swallowin' men

Aight, live from New York, it's night
I got pipes that drain confidence, and battery light
Aight, mami tight, but she ain't really my
If y'all don't see me treat her right, then she ain't really my

When I was young, I was stayin' in school, obeyin'
Play with my food, what makes you think I'm with you?
This is it, y'all come on in, the water's fine
Jump on in, let's do it to 'em one more

We drinkin' Henny 'til we flip, poppin' 'til we sick
All haters eat a dick
Let's a party in this bitch, all my niggaz and my chicks
Tell me who ya wit?

Method spits
(Fire)
The on
(Fire)
My on
(Fire)

Method fire
(Fire)
The on
(Fire)
My on
(Fire)

We Henny 'til we flip, poppin' bottles 'til we sick
All y'all eat a dick
throw a party in this bitch, all my niggaz and my chicks
Tell me who ya rollin'

Method spits
(Fire)
The on
(Fire)
My on
(Fire)

Method spits
The on
My on

Yeah, Ladies Love Big Studd
No doubt, up in your mouth
We do shit everyday, I'm in the cut
With my shit stain, Ray-Ray Gutter Butt

And we holdin' it down for the Staten Island, man
Nothin' but Staten Island, man
Y'all stand up, man, Stapleton, the Wild West, Park
Richmond, Now Born, Jungle Nilz, hah Peace