Method Man, Redman, Saukrates - A-YO lyrics

Check it out, yo

I be like yiggy, yes, y'all, Doctor on call
I'll rock 'til my name in
Graffiti on the wall
Got flow like the rapids in Great George
Got weed? I got blunts, My name Jamal
I pause, flick the ash from my L
I Pause like Run and Jason Mizell
The emcee is me, host for the night
Papa Doc, only thing I don't choke on the mic
I choke a bitch out if my gwap ain't correct
Then with my John Hancock, I'll get the check
I love trucks but drop tops is the best
From the Bimmers, Benz, now I roll Lex
Watch me haha, she like Red so cool
Any nigga after me is a deja vu
Doc stay in the paint like AI shoes
Just watch how a one tonner made a move
Dig it

Hop in my truck and roll up the window
Ayo, you know what you in fo'
Once we turn the corner, light up the indo
Ayo, ayo, ayo oh yes
She's with me gettin' low like a limbo
Roll with Gs and we'll show
You how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo (Let's get it)

Who these corner store rappers slingin'
Cracks in my hall?
Mama's in the kitchen cookin' cat
Rat and dog me, I want a lil' somethin'
Y'all could have it all
I'm tryna walk before I crawl and
Move this package in my drawers
That's why I push the pedal
To the muhfuckin' floor
With ten percent left to those
Who bloodsuck the poor
And still I keep it funky
Like four plus one more
Get this money like In God We Trust
Trust your boy it's a given
Livin' this life like it was written
Especially for me
I'm what the recipe is missing
Blow my piff in the air, key the ignition
Then get to lane switchin'
Pluckin' ashes off the clip and
Mami wanna ride and play the
Bonnie to my Clyde
If anybody try to kill Bill
It'll probably be the bride (Yup)
Like all jokes aside, I'm serious with mine
And now I'm on this grind like
Method Man in his prime

Hop in my truck and roll up the window
Ayo, you know what you in fo'
Once we turn the corner, light up the indo
Ayo, ayo, ayo oh yes
She's with me gettin' low like a limbo
Roll with Gs and we'll show
You how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Yo, I got my swagger on and I feel great
Funk Doc be in the hood like Enfamil cases
I network on MySpace real late
Hoping my app'll make me another Bill Gates
Around my crib, look how I live
I'm a slob but crip niggas say I get biz
Anywhere I did a show women
Sayin' that I'm so amazing

Yeah, another mic
Another night in the Days Inn
Another heist, another kite in the state pen
My state business shit
Y'all dudes just break wind
(New York nigga) Either you're made
Mice or made men
I do the dirt that keep my hand on the work
I got the other hand up Mona Lisa's skirt
My aim one since day one, Doc
How many shots will it take to make son drop?

Hop in my truck and roll up the window
Ayo, you know what you in fo'
Once we turn the corner, light up the indo
Ayo, ayo, ayo oh yes
She's with me gettin' low like a limbo
Roll with Gs and we'll show
You how to get dough
Third degree, let it burn with my kinfolk
Ayo, ayo, ayo

Hey, hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey
Hey, hey hey hey
(Red and Meth in the building, bitch)
Hey, hey hey hey