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 Artist : METHOD MAN
 
 Gunz 'N Onez (Iz U Wit Me) | METHOD MANHaayyoahhh!  Ahhh..
 [Intro/Chorus: Rock]
 
 Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!
 All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even players
 Whether you hate us or you show us love
 No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
 Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!
 All my thugs and soldiers, fuck it even players
 Crooks, willies, pimps, all my sons
 No matter what you do baby, stack your gunz 'n onez
 
 [Verse One: Method]
 
 Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my brother
 Respect mine like my baby mother
 I shine when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth
 that's dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron
 And in the mist the slugs flyin, one burst
 he kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at first
 or badly hurt, it's all science, another nigga merked
 Kid snatched his purse and his work, left nuttin
 but the shells on the turf, the situation's worse
 A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they skirts
 cause it's real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal
 Not everyone can shine and make a meal
 So Johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the head
 for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said
 Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
 But when my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth
 Bitin DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshed
 I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this life
 on the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind
 cuz-o, can you deal?
 
 [Chorus: Rock]
 
 Wu-Tang are u wit me, well throw your hands in the air!
 All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
 Heads on lockdown and those on the run
 No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
 
 [Verse Two: Ruck]
 
 Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain splattera
 In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin your character
 What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre
 I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre
 You like the voice baby?  Ruck is the choice lately
 Slap a hoe and then grab a hoe just like ? ?
 My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately
 Then deep down in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy
 Maybe, y'all niggaz should just chill before I fuck you up
 I can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut
 What the fuck?  Y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin
 your life by screwin, your wife now cruisin
 Affect with the motherfuckin grimy style
 Meth-Tical, Heltah Skeltah for the Ninety-Now
 Remind me how, the way it used to be, yo you used to be
 better than you is on the mic, but now you losing me
 
 [Chorus: Rock]
 
 So iz u wit me?  Well throw your hands in the air!
 All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
 Whether you rap for a living or sell drugs for funds
 No matter what you do, stack your gunz 'n onez
 
 [Verse Three: Rock]
 
 Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid
 Potentially rebellious yet a straight A student
 I listened to my elders til I found out they was stupid
 What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit
 Now, I hold mo' concealed Heat than Acapulco
 Ricans in Bushwick call me Rocko, el mano loco
 Got a fo'-fo' to make thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJo
 Packin ever since Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-no
 We don't need those doe, street cats don't need gats
 Six-five, from the NBA, many niggaz be that
 So try me, like Mutumbo you can't get shit by me
 Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehe
 hold that thought for a minute
 And watch your shorty before I run up in it I admit it
 I'm like Sprite, image got you shaken, thinkin I'm Jamaican
 But it's thirst that'll get your jewelry and dough taken
 FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm robbin with a bat man
 Chase niggaz like Chevy for makin wack jams
 Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Sean Price
 in Alcatraz fan, they'll tell you watch the jabbin
 
 [Chorus: Rock]
 
 So iz u wit me?  Well throw your hands in the air!
 All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
 Gods, Earths, and cons, Crips and Bloods
 No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez
 Iz u wit me?  Well throw your hands in the air!
 All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players
 M.F.C., Killa Beez and my Outlaw thugs
 Armaggedeon soon come, stack your gunz 'n onez
 
 stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
 Heltah Skeltah come soon, be prepared motherfucker
 stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
 Cause ain't nobody safe motherfucker
 stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
 Marvelous, armaggedeon, Heltah Skeltah
 stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez
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