Se Acabo (remix) Lyrics - Method Man

Free drinks on the house, word 

Everybody drinkin' tonight 

(What the deally?) 

Por ahi viene el perro, por ahi viene 

Cae la gorda por, yo, check it out 

Swing a bat on you like the devil himself 

Put it on us, sickness or health 

Makin' you could only breathe wit help 

I ain't playin', you don't wanna hear what you sayin' yourself 

Hit the street wit incredible beats 

We renowned for tearin' it down 

Never have you heard a similar sound 

Like a drop off when shit pop off, feel a hot one 

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Side scorching from a hot gun 

Niggas get lost in the buildings wit money and the children 

Not the type to talk too much and catch feelin' 

Dominican flag over the bed on the ceiling 

Protect everything I rep, that's the first thing 

Many things follow, bullet stay hollow 

You actin' like we don't chew, you can't swallow 

Niggas try to change my plans 

I'ma beat you till I break my hands 

Ju the German every place I stand 

(Se Acabo) 

All day, everyday 

(Se Acabo) 

Mothafuckers 

Step up front 

What's goin' on? 

Photos 

Ayyo, it's Big Psych, baby, you don't want no problems 

Suckers want war, then, yo, bomb 'em 

Bring the heat, squeeze the flame torch 

Then peel out in a convertible gray Porsche 

I'm three miles ahead of you, I took the plates off 

Just in case your snitch wanna get paid off 

Pull out the chainsaw, it's a musical massacre 

Cut the head off the driver and the passenger 

Sic my dogs after you have you climbin' a tree 

Just another crime in the street 

Ain't nuttin' better than findin' a beat 

So if you find that and try to blow my spot up 

(You) 

Get shot up, se acabo, means it's over, bro 

Method Man on the remix, it's over, yo 

Se acabo, Beatnuts flip the beat, it's over, yo 

It's a Beatnuts thing, yo, you know, how that go 

(O.C.) 

What kind of Beatnut am I? Spanish Fly, P O P P I 

(Who got the live special guest for the night?) 

Excuse me as I kiss the sky 

Yo, one on one through the nasal 

To put food on the table, I rush associated labels 

Huh, ready, willing and able to rock cradle 

And rock steady when I get the drop I drop heavy 

Twist the metal, mask the machete 

The god don't want beef, he want veggie 

Plus signs over deadly medley 

Who got em gassed on his own getty 

Battery back, he ever ready 

Now what's fuckin' wit that, ha? 

Not you, you chocha 

I fuck wit Beatnuts, Livin' La Vida Loca 

Callate la boca, see the Spanish Fly on the sofa 

One word, he slap you wit the toaster 

Keep it in the holster on safety 

Put yourself in timeout, playin' wit this dough, let me find out 

You ain't hard to find though, barrel on your tonsils 

Sigan hablando y siga mamando, se acabo, se acabo 

All day everyday, se acabo, no doubt 

What the fuck's goin on? Worldwide 

(Beatnuts) 

Write your own rhymes, se acabo 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, se acabo 

All you punk niggas walk it off, se acabo, word up 

We ain't playin' over here 

You know what I mean? Se acabo