Hey Zulu
Method Man & Redman Lyrics


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Turn the beat up a little bit
Got to get that part, baby
I'mma do it like this, baby, I don't give a fuck, baby
Yo, yo

I walk in the spot, and I see niggas standing 'round
So I ask what's going down
Got a girl in the back, a blunt in the mouth
And a chain on my neck, hang to the ground
Hey, I said how you feel?
Baby look tough with a gangsta grill
I ain't rich, but I pay my bill
I'm like Jay, I'm trying to drop me 'a mil'
My hood tripping, chrome wheel whipping
With all these hoes, you can tell I'm slipping
Shots of Patron, got bird eye vision
Even broke niggas wanna learn my pimping
Yeah, yo, let's be clear
You're unaware what's in the underwear
She said 'yeah', I said 'yeah'
Pulled the purp' out and put it in the air

Ayo, I smell something burning up
So I throw it up, and I put it in the air
(Tell that DJ, turn it up
While I roll it up, and I, put it in the air)
Higher, we gon' take it, higher, watch me move it
Higher, we put money in the air put, put, put, put
Put it in the air

When I come up in the club, and I see my niggas on the wall
And I'm like 'yo, what's wrong with ya'll ?
Got these girls in the spot, and I don't care if she a bird or not
'Cause I ain't really trynna talk to ya'll
Got a pocket full of stones, grown with a pocket full of bones
I'm a class act, I follow with the chrome
Lane switching, got your misses on the phone
Baby girl, turn ya head and teeth missing out her comb
Look, I want this money off the books
Little kush, and a Playboy bunny that can cook
You want the truth? Man, you fucking with a crook
But these niggas want the juice, now they fucking up the jux
Jimmy Crack Corn, and I don't muthafucking care
'Cause the green is the only thing puffin' over here
So be clear, put this bug up in your ear
Meth and Doc put it down, yo, put it in the air

Ayo, I smell something burning up
So I throw it up, and I put it in the air
(Tell that DJ, turn it up
While I roll it up, and I, put it in the air)
Higher, we gon' take it, higher, watch me move it
Higher, we put money in the air put, put, put, put
Put it in the air

A dude like me, keep a boom boom in the truck
So you hear Doc rolling up
Middle finger in the air, to my haters, yo, what's up?
You can tell Doc fuck shit up
Hey, nigga, I'm so hood
My hand on the pump, niggas understood
Bitch, I'm no good, I swear
Light shit up like Times Square, put it in the air

I got a bottle of Patron, I'm the only one that spent that cash
But everybody try to get they glass
Now we can all have a drink, if you trying to put some dough in the bank
But if not, ya'll can kiss my ass
I need a, Cinderella that can give me the loot
Better yet, a French vanilla that can give me the scoop
Oh yeah, just so we clear, put this bug up in your ear
Meth and Doc put it down, yo, put it in the air

Ayo, I smell something burning up
So I throw it up, and I put it in the air
(Tell that DJ, turn it up
While I roll it up, and I, put it in the air)
Higher, we gon' take it, higher, watch me move it




Higher, we put money in the air put, put, put, put
Put it in the air

Overall Meaning

The song “Hey Zulu” by Method Man & Redman is about their lifestyle being in the spotlight and enjoying the party. They walk into a club and see people standing around, but they are not worried about it because they have their girl in the back, a blunt in their mouth, and a chain hanging down to the ground. They talk about how they are not rich, but they can still pay the bills and that they are trying to make a mil, just like Jay. They also mention that they have a lot of girls around them and they are sipping on shots of Patron.


The chorus of the song talks about how they put it in the air, referring to the smoke from the blunt they are smoking. They are enjoying the party and having a good time, not worrying about anything else. The verses talk about their lifestyles, how they are hood, and how they want to make money. The song has a positive vibe and is meant to be a party anthem.


Line by Line Meaning

Turn the beat up a little bit
Increase the volume of the music so that it is more audible and lively.


Got to get that part, baby
I need to make sure that I perfectly execute my verse in the song.


I'mma do it like this, baby, I don't give a fuck, baby
I'm going to perform this song in my unique way without concern for the opinions of others.


I walk in the spot, and I see niggas standing 'round
I enter the club and notice people loitering around.


So I ask what's going down
I inquire about what's happening in the vicinity.


Got a girl in the back, a blunt in the mouth
There's a lady at the rear with a smoke-filled cigar in her mouth.


And a chain on my neck, hang to the ground
Furthermore, I'm adorned with a long necklace that extends down to the earth.


Hey, I said how you feel?
I ask her how she's doing or feeling.


Baby look tough with a gangsta grill
She appears resilient and intimidating in her outlook.


I ain't rich, but I pay my bill
Even though I'm not wealthy, I always pay off my expenses.


I'm like Jay, I'm trying to drop me 'a mil'
Like Jay-Z, I aim to become a millionaire.


My hood tripping, chrome wheel whipping
My town is going haywire while I'm cruising in my vehicle with shiny wheels.


With all these hoes, you can tell I'm slipping
Given the abundance of promiscuous women around me, it may appear that I'm losing my grip.


Shots of Patron, got bird eye vision
Consuming Patron shots can enhance my perception and attentiveness.


Even broke niggas wanna learn my pimping
Even financially challenged people wish to learn my methods of attracting women.


Yeah, yo, let's be clear
Let's establish something unequivocally true and understanding it correctly.


You're unaware what's in the underwear
You don't comprehend what's happening beneath the underpants.


She said 'yeah', I said 'yeah'
She agreed and I corroborated that agreement.


Pulled the purp' out and put it in the air
I took out the purple weed and held it in the atmosphere.


Ayo, I smell something burning up
I perceive an odor that suggests something is on fire.


So I throw it up, and I put it in the air
I throw the smoke-filled cigar in the air.


(Tell that DJ, turn it up
Ask the disc jockey to play the music louder.


While I roll it up, and I, put it in the air)
I start rolling another cigar and hold it up.


Higher, we gon' take it, higher, watch me move it
We are going to elevate the mood further, come and see me dance to it.


Higher, we put money in the air put, put, put, put
We're increasing the stakes and investing money as we enjoy ourselves.


Put it in the air
Hold and celebrate the cigar in the sky.


When I come up in the club, and I see my niggas on the wall
Upon entering the club, I make eye contact with my boys, camouflaging against the wall.


And I'm like 'yo, what's wrong with ya'll ?
I ask what's bothering them.


Got these girls in the spot, and I don't care if she a bird or not
Women are present, and it doesn't matter if they're unclassy or not.


'Cause I ain't really trynna talk to ya'll
I'm not particularly interested in conversing with them at this time.


Got a pocket full of stones, grown with a pocket full of bones
I have a full bag of narcotics and a hand of extra money.


I'm a class act, I follow with the chrome
I maintain a certain level of sophistication while carrying my gun.


Lane switching, got your misses on the phone
I'm making multiple moves, prompting your partners to contact their ladies.


Baby girl, turn ya head and teeth missing out her comb
Young lady, avert your gaze before your hair accessories fall out.


Look, I want this money off the books
It is my desire to earn substantial cash without having to document it.


Little kush, and a Playboy bunny that can cook
I'm after a little marijuana and a model with culinary skills.


You want the truth? Man, you fucking with a crook
As a criminal, I am an untrustworthy and deceitful individual.


But these niggas want the juice, now they fucking up the jux
Others wish to be in my profitable shoes, disrupting my established schemes.


Jimmy Crack Corn, and I don't muthafucking care
I don't care if jimmy cracks corn - not my concern.


'Cause the green is the only thing puffin' over here
Money is the only thing we focus on here.


So be clear, put this bug up in your ear
Pay attention and listen to this information I'm about to impart.


Meth and Doc put it down, yo, put it in the air
Method Man and Redman gave us the perfect performance; let's celebrate by raising a smoke-filled cigar.


(Tell that DJ, turn it up
Ask the disc jockey to play the music louder.


While I roll it up, and I, put it in the air)
I'm rolling another cigar and holding it up.


Higher, we gon' take it, higher, watch me move it
We're taking it up a notch and dancing some more.


Higher, we put money in the air put, put, put, put
We're pumping more money into the party as we heighten the euphoria.


Put it in the air
Raise the cigar in the air for everyone to see.


A dude like me, keep a boom boom in the truck
As a person like me, I always have a firearm in my car.


So you hear Doc rolling up
If you hear a vehicle approaching, it's likely to be me.


Middle finger in the air, to my haters, yo, what's up?
I raise my middle finger to those who don't like me.


You can tell Doc fuck shit up
You can deduce that I'll probably mess things up.


Hey, nigga, I'm so hood
I'm from the streets and authentic to it.


My hand on the pump, niggas understood
I'm gripping my firearm in case others try to harm me also.


Bitch, I'm no good, I swear
I'm not good; trust me.


Light shit up like Times Square, put it in the air
I'm illuminating the scene just like the lights in Times Square while holding up my cigar.


I got a bottle of Patron, I'm the only one that spent that cash
I purchased a bottle of Patron, spending the entire sum in cash.


But everybody tries to get they glass
Now everyone wants to get a glass of it.


Now we can all have a drink, if you trying to put some dough in the bank
We can all drink now if you have the intention to save money.


But if not, ya'll can kiss my ass
Otherwise, I don't want anything to do with you.


I need a, Cinderella that can give me the loot
I require someone pure and honest who can get me money.


Better yet, a French vanilla that can give me the scoop
Or someone sophisticated that can provide me with valuable information.


Oh yeah, just so we clear, put this bug up in your ear
Before I go, I have valuable advice worth paying attention to.


Meth and Doc put it down, yo, put it in the air
Method Man and Redman performed exceptionally; let's celebrate by holding up an inflated cigar.


(Tell that DJ, turn it up
Ask the disc jockey to raise the volume.


While I roll it up, and I, put it in the air)
I'm rolling another cigar and holding it up for the umpteenth time.


Higher, we gon' take it, higher, watch me move it
We're elevating the spirits and the momentum by getting wilder.


Higher, we put money in the air put, put, put, put
We're taking things to another level by expanding the cash we're spending.


Put it in the air
Celebrate the cigar by holding it up in the sky.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Dana Stinson, Clifford Smith, Reggie Noble, Jason P.d. Boyd

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