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TESTO - Method Man - The Lab

VIDEO MUSICALE

TESTO - Method Man - The Lab




Yeah, oh

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah






We comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Bitch, we comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

We comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Bitch, we comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Part two






We got the city on smash, the game is really on smash

I set up shop with the shot, and got to gettin' this cash

I put the work in the pot and let it go

Anybody and they momma who coppin' already know

Ike love, I'm in the city, I'm dolo

From New Yitty, it's YOLO

Keep it under the Polo, them people takin' them photos

Me and Methical hit the work, extra got the Lexus out

Really runnin' wild, hit the exits with them weapons out

Rain on them bitches

I take the train with some bitches who keep it tucked in they pussy

A fair exchange when we hit'cha

Put the frame in the picture

No picture frames in my circle

Niggas goin' in early like they done gave 'em a curfew

Said, run for the money, run for it

You either gonna slump for the money, slump for it

I got a little pretty bitch about to come for it

And if you try to come for her, she gon' dump for it, nigga






We comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Bitch, we comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

We comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Bitch, we comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Part two






I got blunts in a pocket, a half a zip in my sock

Got rappers eatin' my garbage like I ain't spit in the pot

We put the lid to your top and let it blow

Anybody from the Island that's poppin' already know

Meth Lab and we back with them cookers

I'm out the door with the cook-up

The quiet life and I keep it private, don't like it, then pull-up

It's like whatever now

Tighter then them fits that they be wearin' now

Methidcal, they tryna touch the kid? You some pedophiles

Who is you kiddin'? See, I ain't losin', I'm winnin'

I'm the coop with a pigeon, don't care 'bout who we offendin'

A lot of you is pretendin', I mean the proof in the puddin'

I'm at the stove in your kitchen, see, that's the proof that I'm cookin'

Me and Spank keep it pushin' and while the pushin' is good

I'm tryna get me some cookies, the kind you put in a wood

See, I ain't stressin' you rookies like I should

I'm just sayin', ain't no place for no rookies in my hood

And-






We comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Bitch, we comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

We comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Bitch, we comin' from The Meth Lab, The Meth Lab

Part two

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