🎵 Uh Huh (Madlib Remix) // by Method Man

1 ContributorUh Huh (Madlib Remix) Lyrics [Verse 1: Method Man] What up my people-weeples? It be 'Tical: The Prequel' Shine up the Desert Eagle, light up that extra lethal I mean that "ooh wee!" – three years and two G's I'm back with new trees, I wrapped in loose leafs While y'all was just rappin', who get the set crackin'? Just like a neck snappin', let's get this next Platinum What's happ'n, Def Jam? Remember Meth Man? I held your hand through them years when y'all was stressed, fam That's why I still love you, and Russell still hustle Let's get to pumpin' iron, and flex some real muscle Up in this bitch due, my click is Rick Rude And I ain't got the ivory, this ain't the flick, dude Somebody told me – y'all can't hold me Naughty By Nature, "I do my dirt all by my lonely" You need to back off, bitch – you don't know me Got to leave these hoes alone, they too nosey [Chorus: Method Man] Meth is killin', M.C. killin' What more can I say? Stop grillin' That's what niggas get for actin' Hollywood And since y'all understood... would you? Would you? Would you? Would you? Uh huh, don't die today, don't die-da-die today – ay! Don't die today, don't die-da-die today – ay! [Verse 2: Method Man] Ok, the love issue – don't let that love get you My brothers love pistol, doin' they thug dizzle Bet y'all ain't know, did you? That I'm a pro, did you? Until the flow hit you, fuck it, I'm o–fficial Bone wit' more gristle, thrown from chrome nickel Plates that don't tickle, can't wait to zone wit' you I'm hard as stone chisel, Meth got his own little Formula to go triple – for shizzle [Chorus: Method Man] Meth is killin', M.C. killin' What more can I say? Stop grillin' That's what niggas get for actin' Hollywood And since y'all understood... would you? Would you? Would you? Would you? Uh huh, don't die today, don't die-da-die today – ay! Don't die today, don't die-da-die today – ay!