Lyrics Method Man – Squad Up

Ah
It’s the Jux Juxx
All you see is crook crooks
Shout out to Havoc

Look
Red bones and red bottoms
Like Red Bull we gon’ give them wings, we’ll red dot them
Candy rappers, send them in
We’ll red hot em, head shot em
Going against my grain get head problems
Big dummy garage rapper we Red Fox
Shoot an actor in high def and red box em
Tip the scales in my favor, stay in your Top Ten
If life is like a triple beam I’m just weight my options
Y’all like why Mef, you high Mef
Keep a Big Poppa cause I’m not ready to die yet
I digress, so I’m just to intense to digest
Stretched in a Pyrex, compliments to my chef *kiss sound*
Game has been the same since I left
Is there really crooks or just a pain in my neck *broken neck sound*
Wu Tang, ain’t no lames in my set
Fresh pair of Nike Air so I just doing this for my check

I’ll be the first to tell these rappers to get your bars up
Shout to Pee, you know it’s Havoc when we mobb up
I tell that smut they’d over, pull your drawers up
Cigars guts, all up in the club, putting squad up

I swoop in shooting like I’m paratrooping
We all in, we riding, we carpooling
My whole crew, we diving, we platooning
Salute me or shoot me, Huey P Newton
Your buffoonery is quite amusing
This is not monkey business, stop cooning
It’s a method to my madness, I know what I’m doing
There’s a reason why I’m winning and you steady losing
I’m about to blow like I’m ballooning
Then show my whole ass when I black mooning
Got your girl in the green room tea spooning
Hit my man with the giving go, alley oop him
Spit Def Jam when I’m Krush Grooving
I’ma kill them with success and just keep it moving
I’m heavy hitting and you’re barely bruising
Come through Mobb Deep like a Wu Reunion

I’ll be the first to tell these rappers to get your bars up
Shout to Pee, you know it’s Havoc when we mobb up
I tell that smut they’d over, pull your drawers up
Cigars guts, all up in the club, putting squad up
Throw your squad up
Throw your squad up
Throw your squad up
Cigars guts, all up in the club, putting squad up

Black Timbs and black masks
Basura, niggas know they rap trash
My shooters, get all up in that ass
I’m maneuver, finish shit no half ass
Little niggas we birth y’all for real thou
Protect your neck, get stomped out with steel toes
My real bros respect the codes, it’s real yo
You new niggas lookin’ like some weirdoes
But ya niggas are co-signing
Ship the whole iron
These lil hoes be lying
That bullshit blow by them
No points so don’t try it
Wild like dorm riots
In Rikers Island you hidden
From the realness is real kid
Hav and Mef in the building
Forever Pee to infinity
Whoever don’t like it, cut that nigga, let that fucker bleed

I’ll be the first to tell these rappers to get your bars up
Shout to Pee, you know it’s Havoc when we mobb up
I tell that smut they’d over, pull your drawers up
Cigars guts, all up in the club, putting squad up
Throw your squad up
Throw your squad up
Throw your squad up
Cigars guts, all up in the club, putting squad up