Lyrics Mi Casa - Method Man , Redman
Whatchu
crazy
Since
a
buck
tooth
baby
Doc
is
like
straight
"Fuck
you!
pay
me"
like
Jay-Z
Lazzy
niggas
complain
Doc
load
up
the
cartridge
and
start
kickin
game
like
Acclaim
Those
who
you
call
Doggs
rat
your
name
Those
who
say
they
love
you
attack
your
change
That′s
why
I
fold
down
four
fingers
Say
fuck
the
world
and
Jimmy
da
earth
out
with
Coat
hangers
Rap
game
and
street
game
don't
sleep
It′s
a
cold
world
betta
pack
your
own
heat
Niggas
ain't
happy
to
the
cash
on
"E"
Then
the
hash
and
the
cat
and
a
bag
is
on
me
Yeah
right!
My
bear
hugz
air
tight
New
Yorkers
no
no
turnin'
on
a
redlight
Me
against
forty
of
you?
A
fair
fight
Microphones
get
took
you
shook
wear
white
You
don′t
got
no
ends
in
Mi
Casa
(And
it′s
your
stopper
meth
tical
man
and
funk
docta)
You
don't
got
no
wins
in
Mi
Casa
(Bomb
Droppa
throw
you
outch
ya
mind
who
shot
ya)
You
don′t
got
no
ends
in
Mi
Casa
(Hit
it
Hip
Hoppers
turn
it
up
a
notch
make
it
it
hotter)
You
don't
got
no
wins
in
Mi
Casa
(I′m
warnin'
you
partna
meth
tical
man
and
funk
docta)
Every
time
I
turn
around
somebody
in
my
business
Time
for
you
to
testify
can
I
get
a
witness
Actin′
like
bitches
Dirty
Dick
niggas
look
suspicous
Ain't
physically
fit
for
the
fitness
Welcome
to
the
game
of
death,
polly
wanna
biscut?
First
prize
a
one
way
ticket
to
my
shit
list
And
I
spread
it
like
a
rumour
or
a
sickness
Stand-by
let
a
chicken
head
lay
a
chicklet
Can
I
slap
a
fat
ass
with
da
quickness
Stupid
ass
niggas
goin'
abroad
nigga
get
tha
syphilis
Comin′
through
son
I′mma
fuck
you
and
your
district
Misrepresentin'
misinterpretin′
and
des
misfit
Playboy,
you
ain't
got
no
balls
plus
you′re
dickless
And
I'm
like
a
plumber
layin′
pipe
up
in
your
missus
No
man
can
hold
me
nor
can
control
me
Next
time
you
see
me,
holla
like
you
know
me!
You
don't
got
no
ends
in
Mi
Casa
(And
it's
your
stopper
meth
tical
man
and
funk
docta)
You
don′t
got
no
wins
in
Mi
Casa
(Bomb
Droppa
throw
you
outch
ya
mind
who
shot
ya)
You
don′t
got
no
ends
in
Mi
Casa
(Hit
it
Hip
Hoppers
turn
it
up
a
notch
make
it
it
hotter)
You
don't
got
no
wins
in
Mi
Casa
(I′m
warnin'
you
partna
meth
tical
man
and
funk
docta)
You
don′t
got
no
ends
in
Mi
Casa
(And
it's
your
stopper)
You
don′t
got
no
wins
in
Mi
Casa
(Bomb
Droppa)
You
don't
got
no
ends
in
Mi
Casa
(Hit
it
Hip
Hoppers)
You
don't
got
no
wins
in
Mi
Casa
(I′m
warnin′
you
partna)
Docta
1 A Special Joint (Intro)
2 Blackout
3 Mi Casa
4 Y.O.U.
5 4 Seasons
6 Cereal Killer
7 Da Rockwilder
8 Tear It Off
9 Where We At (Skit)
10 1, 2, 1, 2
11 Maaad Crew
12 The ?
13 Dat's Dat Shit
14 Cheka
15 Fire ina Hole
16 Well All Rite Cha
17 Big Dogs
18 How High (Remix)
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