Erick Sermon - Mi Casa lyrics

[Verse 1: Redman] Whatcu crazy??!!? Since a buck tooth baby Doc is like straight "f** you! pay me" like Jay-Z Lazy n***as complain Doc load up the cartridge and start kicking 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 4 fingers Say f** the world and Jimmy da earth out with Coat hangers Rap game and street game don't sleep Its a cold world better pack your own heat n***as ain't happy to the cash on "E" Then the hash and the cat and a bag is on me Yeah Right!! My bear hugs air tight New Yorkers no no turning on a red light Me against 40 of you? A fair fight Microphones get took you shook wear white [Hook] You don't got no ends in Mi Casa (And its your stopper meth tical man and funk docta) You dont got no wins in Mi Casa (Bomb Droppa throw you outch ya mind who shot ya) You dont got no ends in Mi Casa (Hit it Hip Hoppers turn it up a notch make it it hot cha) You dont got no wins in Mi Casa (I'm warnin you partner Meth tidal man and funk docta) [Verse 2: Method Man] Every time I turn around somebody in my business Time for you to testify can I get a witness Actin like b**h's Dirty Dick n***as look suspicious Ain't physically fit for the fitness Welcome to the game of d**h Poly wanna biscuit? First prize a one way ticket to my sh** list And I spread it like a rumor or a sickness Stand-by let a chicken head lay a chicklet Can I slap a fat a** with the quickness? Stupid a** n***as goin' raw get the syphilis Coming through son I'mma f** you and your district Mis-representing misinterpreting and des misfit Playboy, you ain't got no balls plus your dickless And I'm like a plumber laying pipes in your misses No man can hold hold me nor can control me Next time you see me holla like you know me! [Hook]