Three Amigo's (If It's On) [feat. Method Man of the Wu Tang Clan, King Just, Sic] - Papa Wu/Method Man/Kendra Say what Ain't no pushin' Say what None of that sh*t goin' on Yo Made from the best sh*t on earth I bring it to ya first sick verse from the thurst In the darkness we lurk load a cartridge and burst On the scene like a new team Let 'em on our witness the method how I do things Perfected my routine's are hectic and knockin' General electric I'm shockin' bzzz Now who top ten To rot and land once forgotten N**gas poppin crys' now they stock market droppin' They poison I'm the antitoxin' that keep the party rockin' And got me for us all Johnny Cochran Get me off grant them the ball if I walk Put that order in the court yeah Give me crack on and who the f**k really care yeah World best prepare for Tical to beware Or be gone outta here you be warned F**k all get off that bullsh*t And kick the f**kin' tux off now it's on If it's on then it's on We can get it on gat for gat Track for track song for song If it's on then it's on We can get it on So what ya want n**ga ya want n**ga huh King Just You got the beat from another planet Think I don't rock like granite Lyrical giantical submerge the Titanic Panic with the frantic antic watch them vanish In the zone by my own maricon if you Spanish The outlandish even though they can't stand us You better off gettin' pick a size tryin' to ban us Either way you put it off I'mma be heard That's my word stone cold Goldberg Like a nerve don't f**k what ya heard That n**ga just started hangin' out on the curb What's the verdict soundin' like me You can't word it I put it in overdrive while you short circuit Worship the ground that I walk on I brought on all the real n**gas that you talked on Blahzay blah so on It's a done deal don't even go on Soundin' nauseous to choke on strong To get my smoke on If it's on then it's on We can get it on gat for gat Track for track song for song If it's on then it's on We can get it on So what ya want n**ga ya want n**ga huh King Just Talkin' 'bout gats ain't no bustin' clacks And ain't hustlin' Too many cats that wanna rap and ain't sayin' nuthin' Foolin' ya self how let ya a** do it to ya self When it comes to cash we the ones doin' it who else Walkin' our dogs ya cats better beat yours Hot heat reach y'all Before you even get a chance to recharge You weak paw me and my street n**gas a' eat y'all We all guess they ain't no question that we sure B song soon as you throw the f**kin' beat on Dick riders ride Followers follow our lead on you a fly guy I'ma have to air ya guys out My sh*t is plat' before it even exit my mouth Siny n**ga who wan' try Treatin' a batty boy head boom bye bye IQ sky high I flaunt y'all to hardcore Conquer why you frontin' dunn you don't want war If it's on then it's on We can get it on gat for gat Track for track song for song If it's on then it's on We can get it on So what ya want n**ga ya want n**ga huh King Just If it's on then it's on We can get it on gat for gat Track for track song for song If it's on then it's on We can get it on So what ya want n**ga ya want n**ga huh We can get it on Here we go We can get it on编辑于2008/05/24更新