[Method Man] It's the Meth in the house! Ha, yeah, break it down. [Xzibit] When it's all said in done, we gon' be on top Cause we don't stop, now,
-a-trois, the full trio Three ho, get in they mind like Miss Cleo You know, nigga try a hold like Judo, oh! I know a lot of nigga hot about me I know
a verb Someone acting like an ass like a metaphor Now I'm headed for the highways Selling me by's sideways CHORUS Selling shit out to they ears Hot
chain tied up Ain't drove it in years, sittin on nothin Spit crunk mosquito buckets, hot wood heaters Hooked up Honda Accord, with house speakers Bag
all flaunt it (Any questions) Deep dish twenty Y'all too friendly My shit trendy You really wanna know Long time coming, long time hustling It's all my money House
the fuck else am I supposed to do? Put my finger on the pussy, rub the nipple next Short Dawg's in the house with the triple X I'm a hooker's dream,
Whyte (Ludacris nigga) $hort Dog (Ay tell them niggaz what's up though) If you scared, get the fuck out the club nigga! [Hook - repeat 2X] Bia Bia (
Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up See the money ain't a thang I flex the rol', sign a check for yo' hoe Jigga's style is love, X and O Save all your
, then start to tussle young guys, pushin Hot Rods begin the saga blow like Hoffa stack chips like Godfather Shit Is Real. *(Chorus)* 2x
Yo, if gon' sleep on somethin', might as well be a bed And if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head 'Cause if you targetin' the L.O.X. You might
dont act no fool What's up 'cause? Stay cool Smoke some mary jane, you know the rules Haters puttin salt in the game Wanna keep a thug out the drug house
11:30 and I'm pullin up dirty smoking babbage out the back of my buddies Monty Carlo Spittin over some super hot beats with a super hot freak we call
my sister house Yall niggas remember me, I'm every rappers enemy They know once I get the lead, theyll never get ahead of me [Hook x2] Swag on rooftops
head and a part-time job Slanging at OB's birdstand Washington High was the school I attended Til '87 graduation came and I wasn't with it Kicked out the house
i catch you in the ends im gonna rip you up, when i catch you in the dance im gonna kick you up, When i run up in your house it's best you give it up
a hundred thousand cash you know da deal, nigga you know da outcome dub C and C Mac take tha money 'n run [CJ Mac] We gettin' close, hot as fuck burnin
X Yeah, I'm with this, what we throwin up? ("Throwin up the W" -- Ice Cube) All you busta ass niggaz out there I got my motherfuckin homeboys in the house
i don't aim, where your vest be Bang [WC] I'm too hot, to stop, walkin up with two Glocks Way more than two shots, that'll make your roof drop House
