[Intro]
Digital master
[Verse 1: Method Man]
Uh-oh like Lumidee
Man, if Meth ain't that shit by now, I'm soon to be
When I chokehold mics, I don't give 'em room to breathe
I'm just doing me, but bitch, if you fine, I'll do you free
By now, if y'all don't know who it be, don't make me tell
Just know I kill a mike like that kid from ATL
If you fail to plan, baby, plan to fail
Man, my game ugly as that nigga Sam Cassell's
I'm so funky, I can't even stand the smell
Come on, life's a drag, roll it up and inhale
Don't get comfy, I cramp your style like a monthly
Even Demi need more than Ashton Kutcher to punk me
My four-five barks
Just one shot'll clear the block like it's time for 106 & Park
Staten Island dropping your ass, we mean business
With guns that put a shot in your ass like free clinics
[Chorus: Method Man & J. Wells]
Every time we drop the top, it don't stop
Every time we pop the Glock, it don't stop
Every time we rock the block, it don't stop
As long as the product's good, they gon' cop
Every time we drop the top, it don't stop
Every time we pop the Glock, it don't stop
Every time we rock the block, it don't stop
As long as the product's good, they gon' cop, nigga
[Verse 2: J-Ro]
It's the bar barbarian, big bud carrying
Hittin' urban areas from pack town to Maryland
My Lincoln navigate, my name on the plate
My name is J-Ro, bitch, get that shit straight
No time for those who hate
I'm too busy putting dinner on the plate
And rocking old Chevys with the candy paint and gold flake
Hail to the land of earthquakes and real niggas and fakes
The Ro rocking with the Method
You might as well accept it
My flow is so killer that it'd probably get arrested
I'm bumpin' Bob Marley
Sippin' hops and barley
I'm armed and dangerous like poison calamari
Don't fuck with Likwit, but you didn't believe
Now your ass in hot water just like a tea leaf
Every time we drop the top, here come the cops
Every time we rock your pop, the bottles pop
[Chorus: Method Man & J. Wells]
Every time we drop the top, it don't stop
Every time we pop the Glock, it don't stop
Every time we rock the block, it don't stop
As long as the product's good, they gon' cop
Every time we drop the top, it don't stop
Every time we pop the Glock, it don't stop
Every time we rock the block, it don't stop
As long as the product's good, they gon' cop, nigga
[Verse 3: KB I Mean]
I run through tracks like Maurice Green
KB I Mean, more to life than the air you breathe
Cheese, get a piece, I been part of the streets
Sweet Likwit, my niggas'll chip part of your teeth
Big beats like blaow, wow
They call your boy the golden child, I flow for miles
Classic, better check my foul
I'm not the one, been on the run, blow my lungs animal style
I'm a wild son of a gun, sign of the times
I'm the king, so the prince my son
That's one, get punched like clocks and chumps
Pop the trunk, watch me stunt, you flinch, get jumped
I'm sick every day of the month
No cure for sure, I'm the nigga they want
Spit raw, so every time you bite my style
Just remember it was J-Ro, KB, & Meth Tical, nigga
[Chorus: Method Man & J. Wells]
Every time we drop the top, it don't stop
Every time we pop the Glock, it don't stop
Every time we rock the block, it don't stop
As long as the product's good, they gon' cop
Every time we drop the top, it don't stop
Every time we pop the Glock, it don't stop
Every time we rock the block, it don't stop
As long as the product's good, they gon' cop, nigga