Shaolin Style Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Where my Shaolin peoples at?

Stapleton, the craziest, y'all know what time it is

Wild wild West

Now born, Killa Hill, poor to the rich man

Jungle Nilz, let's get money y'all

It be the Scotch and Henessee that make me act like this

I'm wild hit 'em up project style never plead the fifth

Regardless, to the charges, chickenheads will be at court

Fightin' and slicin' each other to see who lies at my fort

Who woulda thought, little Shy Big Willie?

Ninety six we rollin' dutches, nine tray it was Phillies

First of the month be like Christmas to dealers

Hundred dollar seals come through the school zone area

Children at play keep the heat on the low

Little kids gettin' hit, projects flooded with po'

Now shorty's rockin', Versace and Donna Karan

Playin' the Miss Mob Queen role knowin' hon the cousin Sharon

I live the glamorous life, girl

And go from limos to Dom Perignon, rich hotels

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me

Method Man

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me

Method Man

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me

Method Man

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me

Method Man

Facin' two five to life incarcerated activated
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Stressed behind a cell with no way to escape it

Holdin' on, true to ock steel tryin' to appeal

Be landed without a bail so let the commissary reveal

I feel it's time, for me to let this sparkle in wine

Wet my throat rockin' the trenchcoat, flashin' to get mine

Not hesitant, 'cuz the Henny keeps me bent

Just tryin' to make a cent, diggin' pockets down to the lint

Regardless of all the charges the D's want me for

Warrant after warrant, so I avoid the law

Stapleton on the rise, twenty seven wearin' lives

From day one until they none don't take it as no surprise

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me

Method Man

I'm havin' suicidal thoughts 'cause I'm screwed up in the game

But today's thang, is to hold it down and maintain

I got thirty days until I get remanded for this gun charge

Still I'm livin' large, joint hard up in the mode and

Long sexin', fishin' for pre model

I'm young black rich and dangerous, livin' like I won the lotto

So nuff of wine sex and dutches

Them kids know who us is

GP rule, hundred twenty seven hustlers

Runnin' from D's when they try to bust us

Fly crims and gats, mainly black cops, them fagots love us

And my district attorneys wanna send me to jail

I told em, "People wanna kill me", that's why I had the nine milli

I'm bustin' dead and not to injure

Remember what I quote

Before you, enter my center

Wild, the Shaolin Style is all in me

Child, the whole damn isle is callin' me

Method Man