2 Tears In A Bucket (Album Version|Explicit)

Uhh hahah Ruff Ryders n***az

All my n***az

All aboard

Blood in blood out

Funk Doc Sheek Luc' Meth Tical

Whattup n***az

Yo yo aiyyo yo

Soon as I cop the nine I pop the nine

When I take it out the box I represent LOX

Now when I flow you hit the rewind button

So I charge out more want it all at the door

F**k heat Sheek walk around with an oven

Who you gonna kill with that little Foreman grill

How its gon' look when I come through your block

Sheek Funk Doc Meth on top

Porsche 300 horse fly by

Back open pumpin How High

How High

Yeah can y'all see that

See that

B***h you can call me what you want 'cuz I'll Be Dat

Be dat

Get off my d**k I don't care about no jewels

Long as the condo's paid and the truck I choose

I'm tellin y'all n***as if its not double R

I'ma spell my name out on the side of your car

Come and Ruff Ryde with us

If you wanna get high with us

If you wanna get down with us

Come and Ruff Ryde with us

If you wanna get high with us

If you wanna get down with us

I got a twin cam exhaust connected to the jaw

A five speed clutch on my paw when I write

I glow like the pegs in Lite Brite

3000 volts of lightning when you fly the right kite

Me and Meth be Hennessy two ice cubes

We can draw

Choose your weapons

Or do I choose

When I choose the grip one shot lose your hip

I hope your shoes fit for this move and pick

I avalanche your camp with ten feet of snow

I'm cold blooded my fam half eskimo

My flows move like indo

Turn ten nickels to ten loads outta ten sto's

Ride the crash course do the math on it

Swizz Beats you can ride Amtrak on it

But I'm on it grillin with George Foreman

Ya peeps is at the Grammy Awards cornin

The ice the fat wallet son I want it

And the helicopter warmin before mornin

Def Jam n***a Redman n***a

Got f**k ya momma on my sweat band n***a

You tough guys'll get smacked in the club

COme with the gun I bought from Mack in the club

Its P P P from Bricks to Brook nam

C'mon

C'mon

Bring me some more a*s to whoop on

Look what the cat dragged in

Underground dweller from the cellar bring terror

Scoop of high yellow Cinderella Meth forever

Never rush a rhyme hook could never bust my nine

But if I have to I have to it's all in the mind

I stay ahead of time while y'all fallin behind

Tryin to relight ya lime

It's a crime when I drop bomb lines designed

To tick tick boom blow your mind

Yeah me M E T H the O the D

Can't be done like tryin to find a penny in the sea

N***a run for cover son go and get them guns

Y'all ain't from here don't try to come around here gettin ones

Swizz Beat the track in the head but I instead

Pull my dart gun and bust sixteen until it's dead

I'm the game all of my dogs be off the chain

Yellin Wu

Tang Wu

Tang