(feat. Carlton Fisk, RZA, Streetlife)    [Intro: RZA (Method Man)]  Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it (roll it up niggaz)  Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it (4:20, y'all, it's time, it's time)  Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it (it's been a long time for this man  Niggaz been sleeping on the kid, man, everybody got some sideway shit to say)  Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it (Carlo! Know what I'm saying, man? Yeah)    [Method Man]  Fast or slow mo, oh no, Meth done made a killing  Call the po-po, oh niggaz is squealing, oh, y'all ain't feeling  Niggaz no more, the bigger they are, harder they go though  Good pussy put a hump in my back like Quasimoto  Hah, my sex ain't homo, season vet, hold the adobo  Got rappers on that low carb diet, y'all can't get no dough  I keep a low pro, file, excuse me as I get smoked out  Put hands on these niggaz, then put the roach out  Go head, I'm wishing you would, ask if it's good  Man, this Tarzan shit in the woods, my shit is hood, bitch  That means I'm hood rich, telling you lies  Straight out the pull-pit, it's like Merrill Lynch I'm on that bullshit  Real spit, money come first, and even worse  You need all your toes & fingers to count up what I'm worth, trick  So when I blow a smoke cloud in your face, just take a hint  Dick, you crowding my space, it's Mr. Meth, pa    [Chorus: Carlton Fisk]  It's 4:20, roll up, nigga getting smo-ked out  No seeds, California weed have you choked out  No doubt, roll up, which rims spoked out  4:20 mean you either roll up or roll out    [RZA]  Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it  Roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it    [Method Man]  So on and so on, I flow on  Power to our people, get your smoke on  And I'm so gone, off, that sour diesel  Hard to hold on, but hold on, it's like I'm Pretty Toney  With that robe, got terrorist shook, because I'm so bomb  The hood, put, me in position, I'm in the kitchen  With that cook book, the service I'm giving, birds they vision  Not a good look, told ya my nigga, Tical deliver  Hook or crook, lots of asses to kick, wish I had a bigger foot  Yeah, taking it there, hating who care  Y'all stay out my mental, I got killas waiting in here  To get you, as I sharpen my pencils, tear apart instrumentals  Fuck it, y'all niggaz is pussy, so is the dick that sent you  RZA, we done it again, Co-D occassion  Here's to short skirts and Ol' Dirt McGirt, okay, then  Let's get it popping, like it ain't nothing to get it popping  The big and rotten's the city, too good to be forgotten    [Chorus 2X]    [Streetlife]  The rap game won't like me  You can tell that a nigga is shiesty  If I die, my second born'll be like me  Slide dick to your wifey  Never know your baby boy just might be  Quick to rob a jack, he's so icey, stay dressed to kill  From the Hill, never ran, never will  Attitude, like, fuck you still, I see you missing the point  This is not a rap song, you get clapped on  Bullets break the bone, like the joint, call you out your name  Disrespect ya moms, spit on your dame  Go public, then, shit on your fame, you overlooking the fact  Where you from, is where we at  And y'all don't want no, parts, in that that  Caught your verse for sale, but real niggaz don't shoot & tell  We'd rather do the time and rot in the cell    [Carlton Fisk]  The inner outer state, bi-coastal smoker  Inhale, Cali piff with a swift of glaucoma  Black jeans, black Timbs, black Benz roaster  Smoke rise, out the sun roof when I roll up  Verrazano, with no relation to Gravano  Carlo, shots are hollow, still cop a bottle  And pour some out, moment of silence, then I swallow  I'm still alive, and still the sun'll come out tomorrow  Shine shine shine, and grind, cuz it's money on my mind  And I'm moving like my life is on the line  For the bullshit, I really got no time, a full clip  Really gon' let ya niggaz know what's on my mind  When ya getting out of line, have them choppers lit up  You won't need a camera phone to get the picture  Chalk down, tape around, body bag zipped up  Carlo Verrazano, you can call me mister    [Chorus]