Four Minutes To Lock Down (feat. Raekwon & Ghostface Killah) [Edited]

Method Man & 红人

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[Verse 1]

Ha-ha, Funk Doc in the building, bitch

Y'all ready know the business, ****

[Verse 2]

Yo, let's get it, yeah, I'm with it

Streets on fire, I'm frying my dinner

Quick like Sugar Ray Leonard, one love

Any boy get served like tennis, menace

[Verse 3]

You call our rap old, dog, me and my pen form into Voltron

Cold, my heart, built with a snowball and I fuck old women like Zohan

Roll on like Michem, Barry bonds, this bitch

When the beat start pitching

[Verse 4]

I'm broke, my ATM ain't kicking

But what I drive, I build expensive

Look at me, ****, I got it, in pocket, ask Houston how I rock it

If I go hungry, you getting robbed by me

Biggie Smalls and the Delfonics

[Verse 5]

Yo, man, yeah, yeah, take it back the way

Straight off the muthafuckin' concrete, ****

You know how I go man, word up, let's go

[Verse 6]

Before all the cussing and the gunfights

Don't wanna rum nights, yeah, scramble when it's sunlight

G's in my pocket of juice, blue goose

I'm a goon under the moon, glow on the boosters

[Verse 7]

Yeah, deadly, my sons regret me

Windpipe writing, the mic fighting, respect me

I'm from where they get down

Machete your mother, snatch your bother, slap you down

[Verse 8]

You know the deal when we do this, chill

Catch me in Brazil, ratchet or little glass of Tequil'

I swear to the real, my real

If I don't win then I won't spend, I'm grabbing bill

[Verse 9]

That's the hammer, I'm a do this, Nana

**** who hunt, snatch 'em up, bite the clip, the banana

And this is for them good ****

Blow that L and blow that well or watch the book, ****

[Verse 10]

Yeah, watch them Jook's, ****

Y'all know what it be, man

Word up, you **** staying alive today

I gotta kill these voices in my head

Bunch of fucking roaches, man

[Verse 11]

Jeter, married to the game without a pre-nup

And she gon' act up if I don't eat her

Damn, now that's what I call a diva

I'm sick, man, I'm what you call a fever

And I don't put now snow up in my cheeba

[Verse 12]

Pack a little heater, the game getting colder in the freezer

Hit your little corner with the sweeper

Dance with The Reaper, sharper than a fuck

Plus I'm laying in the cut, like a half-moon Caesar

[Verse 13]

What you getting is the truth

My bird eye visions spot the pigeon in the coup

Same way I live it, how I spit it in the booth

Next to RZA, ain't no **** bigger than the group, nah

[Verse 14]

Stacked, fuck that, we come strapped

Bust gats, drug raps, and pump crack

What you tryna do, ****, we done, done that

I'm off the gun rack, ****, put your gun back

[Verse 15]

Yeah, you slow your blow, boy

You gon' lay where you lie, ****

Get ready to crack and flush that dust

Hurry, where the acid at? move, come on, freeze, police

[Verse 16]

Hey, yo, I woke up in handcuffs

Heard the police wanted me dead

Big bullets are splashing all over

Kingpin's still moving that weight

And his main goon burnt up a disco tech

[Verse 17]

He's a hazard, classic ****, we got a flick of him

He Jack Nate while he took the picture

And we tapped his crib, bugs all in the jacuzzi

Under the seats that we found the Uzi, truly

[Verse 18]

And we know about his bitch in Charlotte

Pulled her over, state troopers found two revolvers

And she told us, them handguns, that's my father's

And I'm licensed to carry those shit's regardless

[Verse 19]

I just blame my man, caught her with a million eyes

Worth of fireworks coming back from Japan, it's nothing

Y'all Police be fronting

And stop looking at my pussy like y'all wanna suck, and I'm out

And y'all pussies, catch me next time, bye, bye

[Verse 20]

Alright, fellas, stand back and watch the closing doors

Lock 'em up, let's go, lights out

Written by: Buzz Clifford, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Dennis Coles, Reggie Noble, Roosevelt Harrell

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