Who You Be lyrics

Artist  : Outsidaz 
Song : Who You Be



 Send "Who You Be" Ringtone to your Cell 

 







  
 
 
 
 
 
 
  








 f/ Method Man, Redman



[Method Man]

Gonna throw a lil' somethin like this

Pacewon

Mista Meth

Young Zee

Funk Doctah

Come on



[Pacewon]

Yo, yo, yo

I like to smoke I like to gamble

Slap that face I'm like Anthony Saprano

Lets here it for the mob boss

Bird catch it highed up til his eyes crossed

Fat belly, tall boy loungin with his socks
off

No tan, toe jam like Roseanne

Got guns so big I bust with both hands

Pull 9 M-M's and tecs that don't jam

Mad family and friends in the drug program



[Method Man]

I go *raaaaarr raaaaarr* like I had cereberal
palsy

We ain't got no time to be playin with y'all
see

Shoalin, Dirty Jers' what y'all aint heard?

Fuckin ya birds, pluckin ya nerves, puffin ya
herb

Slap ya C.E.O. off his podeum

Hand in my coat like Napoleon

Wrapped around a hot nickelodeon

Oh seven one three oh four thats the code we
in

School of hard knocks here we go again



[Young Zee]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Aiyyo Hot Nicks you got me noddin of the
doses

While the Outs burn bush like God talkin to
Moses

They mad I push the F1 with three front seats

Rock fatter chains than slave workers had on they
feet

Smoke blunts til my breath smell, hop on my
Nextel

Chick from West L bang her head against the bed
rail

Ya'll betta leave 'fore Zee get evil

I'll tell you a secret, I see dead people



[Redman]

Aiyyo, aiyyo Pace

The Doc sports timbs with no lace

I come in her mouth and it look like colgate

I'm a gorilla, chewin on bananas

Psycho Im the one that blew my head in
?scanners?

BRICKS, lyrics and guns gotta stay smokin

Even Live to L.A. don't leave the gate open

I carry two shotties and I'ma squeeze both'um

And when I'm done me and ya bitch elopin



Hook:



[Young Zee] Y'all know, this how its suppose to
be

                And Y'all know

[Method Man]    Think of me 'fore you smoke them
trees

[Young Zee] And Y'all know

[Pacewon]       Wack raps make me choke
emcees

[Young Zee] Aiyyo people, yo who the fuck we
be?

[Method Man]    Who you be?

[Young Zee] Young Zee from the M-P-C

[Method Man]    Who you be?

[Redman]        Funk Doc from the P-P-P

[Method Man]    Who you be?

[Pacewon]       Pacewon from the O-U-T

[Method Man]    Who you be?

                Mista Meth, Wu-Tang Killer
Bee



[Redman]

Aiyyo presto outta box

Tap you white folks outta locks

Take the shotguns out the grandfather clocks

Planets that I rock you can't astronaut

My house was on Afrika Bambattas block

Aiyyo my candy is prepared for manhandlin

The click from jammin avalanched the grand
canyon

Thats how big it is, how large it is

Pitbull bite ??? through it ???



[Young Zee]

Yeah

Tryin to scare Zee and Funk Doc y'all playin

If this Scary Movie, you the fag like Shawn
Wayans

I pop a lot, I pop shit I pop guns

I pop cherries nigga my pops on the run

You pop shit ya crew betta run

I pop all these shells out and shot pellet
guns

Yeah rock box I loot Elle and run

Rock the Bells mix it with Duke Ellington



[Method Man]

Yo

They call me Mista Tecal ya stallion

Hard headed dick gotta pussy fetish

Get'cha cosmetic, Meth at it call a medic

And while we said it 

These niggas wanna catch amnesia and like forget
it

The Outsidaz and y'all can call me Bony Boy

Or Rockwilder when we Face Off like Castor
Troy

Creep with me as I roll through the stack

Maniac, lunatic and my whole click packed



[Pacewon]

Aiyyo Doc

I be spaced like Star Wars

Hardcore nigga don't lock my car doors

I rock shells toes backspin on cardboard

Gazelle type frames, wave caps, and
four-fours

Graffiti to place leave my tag Pace Blunta

The barrel of my glock stay hot like late
summer

You freckle motherfuckas need shade to lay
under

JAKE HUNTER, look but don't bite I take cover



Hook x2