Worldwide Songtext
von Method Man feat. Hanz On, Uncle Murda & Chedda Bang
Worldwide Songtext
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w's
Throw ′em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Throw 'em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
These rappers rap backwards, I don't rap with them rap dudes,
Tupac backwards, pull that ratchet & cap too.
Back to 93 when I still was holding those capsules,
I also had a 38, ya′ll don′t give me no hassle.
Keith Kool, G Rap moves, its only natural,
When on the road to riches, I hit the horn when I pass you beep beep.
Pardon my sneeze. Haters get 'atchew′,
Ballers trying to move with the white, now would Shaq do.
Go harder in the paint. Slap you like ya barber,
Or the 6th man, thinking he a starter when he ain't.
I′m a sick man, but smarter than you think,
And it's a thin line between the driver & the robber in the bank.
See I′m cut like a barber with a shank, cool
Women going swimming with their drinks, pools
Now who hasn't heard her that Meth Man & Uncle Murda
It's like your cousin trying to kill you with your uncles burner.
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Throw 'em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Throw ′em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Yeah I'm Uncle Murda from the jects
Yeah I′m disrespectful, but get a lot respect.
When I'm waving the tech, you better protect your neck.
Got em looking like Inspectah, the way their hitting the deck.
I with the METHOD man, its feelin like the 90′s back when my tech use to jam.
18 putting pressure on these chumps, sending niggas that's in their 30's to go & get my dutch.
Cash rules everything around me. I′m cookin a brick.
Feelin like the chef, wearing my Cuban linx. I was ODB, creepin with dirty ho′s.
Bumpin 36 chambers with 36 ho's.
Fuck the world, don′t ask me for shit.
This that Brooklyn, Shaolin Big & Meth shit.
This that shit you bump, before you catch a body.
NY back on their shit. I hope these niggas copy.
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w's
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Throw 'em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Throw ′em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w's
Throw ′em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Throw 'em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
These rappers rap backwards, I don't rap with them rap dudes,
Tupac backwards, pull that ratchet & cap too.
Back to 93 when I still was holding those capsules,
I also had a 38, ya′ll don′t give me no hassle.
Keith Kool, G Rap moves, its only natural,
When on the road to riches, I hit the horn when I pass you beep beep.
Pardon my sneeze. Haters get 'atchew′,
Ballers trying to move with the white, now would Shaq do.
Go harder in the paint. Slap you like ya barber,
Or the 6th man, thinking he a starter when he ain't.
I′m a sick man, but smarter than you think,
And it's a thin line between the driver & the robber in the bank.
See I′m cut like a barber with a shank, cool
Women going swimming with their drinks, pools
Now who hasn't heard her that Meth Man & Uncle Murda
It's like your cousin trying to kill you with your uncles burner.
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Throw 'em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Throw ′em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Yeah I'm Uncle Murda from the jects
Yeah I′m disrespectful, but get a lot respect.
When I'm waving the tech, you better protect your neck.
Got em looking like Inspectah, the way their hitting the deck.
I with the METHOD man, its feelin like the 90′s back when my tech use to jam.
18 putting pressure on these chumps, sending niggas that's in their 30's to go & get my dutch.
Cash rules everything around me. I′m cookin a brick.
Feelin like the chef, wearing my Cuban linx. I was ODB, creepin with dirty ho′s.
Bumpin 36 chambers with 36 ho's.
Fuck the world, don′t ask me for shit.
This that Brooklyn, Shaolin Big & Meth shit.
This that shit you bump, before you catch a body.
NY back on their shit. I hope these niggas copy.
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w's
Show some respect when we come through.
Worldwide, let me see your w′s
Throw 'em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Throw ′em up, turn em over, what it do, what it do,
Meth Man Murda gonna perish you
Writer(s): Clifford Smith, Leonard Grant, Anthony Jarrod Messado, Pascal Zumaque, Charles D. Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
