What's Happenin' (Explicit)
Method Man"What's Happenin' (Explicit)" is a song by Method Man, released in 2004 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:44 long and contains 94 lines and 838 words.
0:00Aiyo Tical What up fam
0:02You know Busta-Bust had to come see you God it's good to see you God
0:04Good too see you too God
0:05Let's take the streets for a little ride Okay we ridin' high
0:08Yeah you better light your L smoke your L
0:11And just kiss the sky
0:12Huh And if you ever disrespect the Bust or Meth find their mentor
0:17Yeah I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long time
0:20Yeah aiyo Come on
0:21Method Man
0:21I came to bring the pain more hard to the brain
0:23Tical I'm bustin' that a**again
0:25I burn like acid rain that acid slang
0:27These niggaz try'nna see how I come ash again
0:29Main and evident I'm huntin' yes Meth for president
0:32Be in hell with Dazel and George just for the hell of it
0:34And I ain't yellow kid flows hot as kettle get
0:36Now if you ain't f**kin' with that you must be celibate
0:38Spaz Just a little got a sack lookin' fizzle
0:40Little hash in the middle where it at In the middle yup
0:43Mommy if you got a fat a**make it jiggle yup
0:45Put it in my next video shot by Little X
0:47And M-E-F gon' work til their ain't any left
0:49I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a penny less
0:52Think fast come on bank cash come on
0:54Everybody do it with your stank a**just come on
0:55Chorus Method Man Busta Rhymes
0:56Make you rob somebody what grab somebody what
0:58Stomp somebody what slap somebody what
1:00Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi what
1:02Wild out spaz in the club we in the party what
1:05Brooklyn come on Shaolin come on
1:07Queensbridge down to Long Island come on
1:09Bronx ni**a come on Manhattan come on
1:11To each and every hood what's happening come on
1:13Interlude Method Man Busta Rhymes
1:14Yeah let 'em talk ni**a come on Bust
1:16Aiyo Meth let me get at these niggaz Yeah
1:17Busta Rhymes
1:18Now watch me back your sh*t up I hope your people pull up
1:20And pick up and pack your sh*t up homey it's time to move
1:22While I'm singin' ma do you let relieve you of all of your
1:25Figure seating sketching never believe in your niggaz come on
1:27Go head and babble you can watch me patiently waiting
1:29Aimin' attackin' instead I'mma let one of my b**ches slap you
1:31I ain't watch you when your niggaz'll try
1:33To feel a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping giant
1:36Very defiant once I give you the pressure
1:37And then I apply it and then your breathing is stop and totally quiet sss
1:41Oh
1:41Captain of this ship so call me the pilot
1:43I leave you and your crew to collide with me
1:44Die stomp on a ni**a just like a herd of a thousand cattle
1:47That'll travel over your face and frazzle your sh*t
1:48Shot you worst than a brick and then be torturin' you
1:50And then get the reverend and get to steppin' ni**a
1:52This sh*t'll make you
2:02Chorus Busta Rhymes
2:05Interlude Method Man Busta Rhymes
2:08Haha that's the truth my ni**a
2:12Ni**a listen listen let me talk Let me talk huh
2:15Can't you see what I got for you now
2:17Shake your big fat a**in front of me now
2:20To all my high bidders to all my live niggaz
2:24Just feel my heat and you know I'm gonna
2:26Just keep the street but ni**a did you
2:28Know when you bout to lose it my ni**a
2:31Busta Rhymes
2:32See the police coming what Fireman coming what
2:35Street niggaz ready to riot and start dummin' what
2:37I love to see it whenever you and your man frontin' what
2:39Me and Meth'll step to you quick And smash somethin' what
2:41Method Man
2:41Now who is he D**e M C killin these cowards
2:44Wack niggaz get pimp slapped give me some powder
2:46Click-clack one in your back now think about it
2:48Get back runnin' your gap I can't allow it
2:50Busta Rhymes
2:50Well every ni**a set it off you know we seeing it through God
2:52The streets be needing niggaz like me and you God
2:55Aiyo I think we're up seen it from here we got a mile yo
2:57Logical we should of done this sh*t a long time ago
2:59Method Man
2:59I got that sh*t that make rappers sh*t in they shoes
3:01Nasty M C I spit flows and spit in they food
3:03Man don't tempt me I'm nothin' like a curious child
3:05I'm simply a boy in the hood with furious childs this sh*t'll make you
3:09Chorus Busta Rhymes Method Man
3:18Outro Method Man Busta Rhymes
3:26Every day every rotation come with it Let me talk come on hah
3:31Aiyo God Yeah lord FlipmodeWu-Tang ni**a ain't that some sh*t
3:36That's some sh*t actually truthfully Busta Bust Meth Tical
3:40Yeah yeah let me know when you wanna do that again God
3:44Sh*t we can do that right now shout out to New Jersey hahaha yeah
Aiyo Tical What up fam You know Busta-Bust had to come see you God it's good to see you God Good too see you too God Let's take the streets for a little ride Okay we ridin' high Yeah you better light your L smoke your L And just kiss the sky Huh And if you ever disrespect the Bust or Meth find their mentor Yeah I-I-I think the streets been lookin' for this one for a long time Yeah aiyo Come on Method Man I came to bring the pain more hard to the brain Tical I'm bustin' that a**again I burn like acid rain that acid slang These niggaz try'nna see how I come ash again Main and evident I'm huntin' yes Meth for president Be in hell with Dazel and George just for the hell of it And I ain't yellow kid flows hot as kettle get Now if you ain't f**kin' with that you must be celibate Spaz Just a little got a sack lookin' fizzle Little hash in the middle where it at In the middle yup Mommy if you got a fat a**make it jiggle yup Put it in my next video shot by Little X And M-E-F gon' work til their ain't any left I'm tryin' get what I'm worth and not a penny less Think fast come on bank cash come on Everybody do it with your stank a**just come on Chorus Method Man Busta Rhymes Make you rob somebody what grab somebody what Stomp somebody what slap somebody what Make you wanna step to the bar and sip Bacardi what Wild out spaz in the club we in the party what Brooklyn come on Shaolin come on Queensbridge down to Long Island come on Bronx ni**a come on Manhattan come on To each and every hood what's happening come on Interlude Method Man Busta Rhymes Yeah let 'em talk ni**a come on Bust Aiyo Meth let me get at these niggaz Yeah Busta Rhymes Now watch me back your sh*t up I hope your people pull up And pick up and pack your sh*t up homey it's time to move While I'm singin' ma do you let relieve you of all of your Figure seating sketching never believe in your niggaz come on Go head and babble you can watch me patiently waiting Aimin' attackin' instead I'mma let one of my b**ches slap you I ain't watch you when your niggaz'll try To feel a wrath of the un-rudely waking of a sleeping giant Very defiant once I give you the pressure And then I apply it and then your breathing is stop and totally quiet sss Oh Captain of this ship so call me the pilot I leave you and your crew to collide with me Die stomp on a ni**a just like a herd of a thousand cattle That'll travel over your face and frazzle your sh*t Shot you worst than a brick and then be torturin' you And then get the reverend and get to steppin' ni**a This sh*t'll make you Chorus Busta Rhymes Interlude Method Man Busta Rhymes Haha that's the truth my ni**a Ni**a listen listen let me talk Let me talk huh Can't you see what I got for you now Shake your big fat a**in front of me now To all my high bidders to all my live niggaz Just feel my heat and you know I'm gonna Just keep the street but ni**a did you Know when you bout to lose it my ni**a Busta Rhymes See the police coming what Fireman coming what Street niggaz ready to riot and start dummin' what I love to see it whenever you and your man frontin' what Me and Meth'll step to you quick And smash somethin' what Method Man Now who is he D**e M C killin these cowards Wack niggaz get pimp slapped give me some powder Click-clack one in your back now think about it Get back runnin' your gap I can't allow it Busta Rhymes Well every ni**a set it off you know we seeing it through God The streets be needing niggaz like me and you God Aiyo I think we're up seen it from here we got a mile yo Logical we should of done this sh*t a long time ago Method Man I got that sh*t that make rappers sh*t in they shoes Nasty M C I spit flows and spit in they food Man don't tempt me I'm nothin' like a curious child I'm simply a boy in the hood with furious childs this sh*t'll make you Chorus Busta Rhymes Method Man Outro Method Man Busta Rhymes Every day every rotation come with it Let me talk come on hah Aiyo God Yeah lord FlipmodeWu-Tang ni**a ain't that some sh*t That's some sh*t actually truthfully Busta Bust Meth Tical Yeah yeah let me know when you wanna do that again God Sh*t we can do that right now shout out to New Jersey hahaha yeah
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