How bout that
Method Man & Redman Lyrics


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Yo, I hit the freeway after I rock the mic
Light up like Showtime when they about to fight
How bout dat, boy, when that truck ride 38s
Your middle finger up at the light, I'm nice
Doc ride or die, I bubble up when the pouring peroxide
It's dirty, lookie here
Still sharp like I'm back in school
It's like Wanda Blade, cut a nigga smooth
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, who let the dog loose?
Whips and chains, I don't wanna argue
The big whale that's writing fishscale
Like me, better believe, I'm too hard to harpoon
My goons, thick like Chris Wallace
'Give me the loot' and I don't wanna talk about it
When my niggas get 'em, that's when I
Crush the building, how about that nigga?

Look at my shoes, how about that, nigga?
(My car, how about that, nigga?)
Getting money, how about that, nigga?
(Stop the bank, how about that, nigga?)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

How about it, any nigga realer than me? I doubt it
Catch Ready hop out of v, low mileage
You see the way I play with money, I'm so childish
And, so stylish, looking like Gucci my sponsor
Kicks crazy, jewelry is bonkers
Whether in the club or you see me in concert
I go hard, who created a monster?
Me, Gilla be the click that I ride with
Talk slick, get flipped like a Sidekick
You wonder why your bitch is on my dick
'Cause the boy flow doper than five bricks
The MC wishing I simply
Be remembered like Big Pun, Biggie or Pimp C
And when my niggas say 'get 'em', that's when I
Blocka blocka, how about that, nigga?

Look at my house , how about that, nigga?
Sour Dies, how about that nigga?
Big paper, how about that nigga?
Lookin' fly, how about that nigga?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

How bout that, ten years plus in the rap game
And still getting cream like a fat cat
Plus, I'm grossing money off of ASCAP
Plus, my publishing, yeah I owns that
First of all, my royalty come quarterly
My hoes, my niggas, all move accordingly
Streetlife, I'm so international
My foreign exchange, but always in the capitol
Straight cash advances, while you be calling
Your label all day, hoping someone answers
I flow with no auto-tone, just me and my bitch
My blunt, my beat, my microphone
I shine with no jewelry on, another star is born
Watch me perform, beyond the norm
And when my niggas 'get 'em', that's when I
Brr stick 'em, haha, stick 'em, how about that, nigga?

Fuck what it cost, how about that, nigga?
(I'm a boss, how about that, nigga?)
Straight pimpin' how about that, nigga?
(East coast how about that, nigga?)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

I drip game, soak it up, you dig?
Hope your haters want beef, 'cause I don't touch the pig
How about that, boy, I'm a G, ain't another MC
Or pedophile that can touch the kid, I do it big
Like Chris Wallace, big bank, big wallet
Got a flow that go straight to the pros, forget college
I still got it, if I got an issue, I flow the pistol
And I'm offical, just like them niggas that blow the whistle
Word, man, I shoot to kill 'em, you heard?
If you nasty, I shoot 'em with penicillin, you heard?
I'm like Cali, so carry, when I'm flipping the words
Flip the script on your bitch ass while I'm flipping the bird
Meth sick with the pen, stick a few in your men
Then again, stick with my people through the thick and the thin
Look, when my niggas 'get 'em', I send 'em to hell
And ride with 'em, how about that, nigga?

Look at my crew, how about that, nigga?
(Gun bigger than you, how about that, nigga?)
Pop bottles, how about that, nigga?




(We live the life, how about that, nigga?)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Overall Meaning

The song "How Bout Dat" by Method Man seems to be a celebration of his success in the rap industry. He boasts about his wealth, his flashy cars, and jewelry. His lyrics are laced with prideful declarations that he is one of the best, if not the best in the game. He highlights the fact that he has been in the industry for over a decade and is still making money, and even sets himself apart from other successful rappers like Big Pun, Biggie or Pimp C. He raps about his ability to shoot down his haters with his impressive penmanship, and how he is loyal to his people. The song is braggadocious, and his message to his fans is that he is on top of the world.


In one of the verses, Method Man mentions a certain Wanda Blade, who is cutting through like a sharp knife. This is likely a reference to the Marvel comics character Wanda Maximoff aka the Scarlet Witch, who is known for her ability to manipulate reality and cut through objects. Wanda Blade may be an allusion to this character.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, I hit the freeway after I rock the mic
I hit the road after performing on the mic


Light up like Showtime when they about to fight
I shine bright like the lights before a boxing match


How bout dat, boy, when that truck ride 38s
How about that when my truck has big 38-inch wheels


Your middle finger up at the light, I'm nice
I remain unbothered even when someone shows me their middle finger


Doc ride or die, I bubble up when the pouring peroxide
I'm always loyal to my crew and I excel despite tough times


It's dirty, lookie here
Things may not be clean, take a closer look


Still sharp like I'm back in school
My skills are as sharp as they were back in school days


It's like Wanda Blade, cut a nigga smooth
It's like a sharp blade, I cut through obstacles smoothly


Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo, who let the dog loose?
Who set the beast free?


Whips and chains, I don't wanna argue
I don't want any trouble, just enjoy the luxuries I possess


The big whale that's writing fishscale
I'm like a big whale producing high-quality music (fishscale)


Like me, better believe, I'm too hard to harpoon
It's impossible to bring me down, like a whale too difficult to be hunted down


My goons, thick like Chris Wallace
My squad is thick and strong like the late rapper Christopher Wallace (Notorious B.I.G)


'Give me the loot' and I don't wanna talk about it
I want the money, no negotiations


When my niggas get 'em, that's when I
When my squad handles a situation, that's when I come in


Crush the building, how about that nigga?
I can destroy anything, how impressive is that?


Look at my shoes, how about that, nigga?
Admire my fancy shoes


(My car, how about that, nigga?)
(And my car, how impressive is that?)


Getting money, how about that, nigga?
I keep making money, how cool is that?


(Stop the bank, how about that, nigga?)
(I even rob banks, how impressive!)


Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Expression of excitement or attention-grabbing


How about it, any nigga realer than me? I doubt it
Is there anyone more genuine or authentic than me? I don't think so


Catch Ready hop out of v, low mileage
I see my friend Ready step out of his new car with low mileage


You see the way I play with money, I'm so childish
I have a playful attitude towards spending money


And, so stylish, looking like Gucci my sponsor
I'm always stylish and my clothing makes me look like I'm sponsored by Gucci


Kicks crazy, jewelry is bonkers
My shoes are crazy cool and my jewelry is amazing


Whether in the club or you see me in concert
You can see me partying in a club or performing live on stage anytime


I go hard, who created a monster?
My hard work created a successful and unstoppable monster (referring to himself)


Me, Gilla be the click that I ride with
I ride with my crew, Gilla


Talk slick, get flipped like a Sidekick
Watch what you say or you'll get embarrassed like when a small smartphone gets flipped open


You wonder why your bitch is on my dick
You wonder why your girlfriend is attracted to me


'Cause the boy flow doper than five bricks
She likes my rap skills more than drugs (bricks)


The MC wishing I simply
Other rappers wish they could be like me


Be remembered like Big Pun, Biggie or Pimp C
Be remembered as one of the greatest rappers like Big Pun, Notorious B.I.G or Pimp C


Blocka blocka, how about that, nigga?
I can make some noise and knock you down, how impressive is that?


Look at my house , how about that, nigga?
Look at my impressive house


Sour Dies, how about that nigga?
I got some high-quality marijuana, how impressive is that?


Big paper, how about that nigga?
I got a lot of money, how cool is that?


Lookin' fly, how about that nigga?
I'm looking stylish and cool, how impressive is that?


How bout that, ten years plus in the rap game
It's been 10 years or more since I started rapping, how impressive is that?


And still getting cream like a fat cat
I'm still making a lot of money, like a rich and overweight cat


Plus, I'm grossing money off of ASCAP
I earn a lot of money from ASCAP royalties


Plus, my publishing, yeah I owns that
I own my own publishing


First of all, my royalty come quarterly
My royalty payments come once every quarter


My hoes, my niggas, all move accordingly
My friends and associates all act according to my wishes


Streetlife, I'm so international
My street knowledge is recognized across the world


My foreign exchange, but always in the capitol
I have international currency, but I'm always in control


Straight cash advances, while you be calling
I'm making cash advances while you're still making calls


Your label all day, hoping someone answers
You're waiting for someone at your record label to pick up the phone


I flow with no auto-tone, just me and my bitch
I rap without any autotune, accompanied only by my girl (microphone)


My blunt, my beat, my microphone
My weed, my music and my microphone


I shine with no jewelry on, another star is born
I stand out even without wearing any jewelry, I am a rising star


Watch me perform, beyond the norm
Watch me perform up to a level that exceeds the norm


Brr stick 'em, haha, stick 'em, how about that, nigga?
I'm so cool, I can easily take down anyone with my shooting skills


Fuck what it cost, how about that, nigga?
I don't care about the cost, how impressive is that?


(I'm a boss, how about that, nigga?)
(I'm the boss, how cool is that?)


Straight pimpin' how about that, nigga?
I'm straight up pimping, how cool is that?


(East coast how about that, nigga?)
(I'm from the East coast, how impressive is that?)


I drip game, soak it up, you dig?
I'm dripping with style, soak it up and admire, do you understand?


Hope your haters want beef, 'cause I don't touch the pig
I hope my haters are up for a fight, because I don't eat pork


How about that, boy, I'm a G, ain't another MC
How impressive is that, I'm a gangster and no other rapper can match my skills?


Or pedophile that can touch the kid, I do it big
No one can match my success, even the people who victimize children (referring to Michael Jackson)


Like Chris Wallace, big bank, big wallet
Like the late rapper Christopher Wallace, I have a big bank account and wallet


Got a flow that go straight to the pros, forget college
I have a natural talent that can take me to the top, who needs college?


I still got it, if I got an issue, I flow the pistol
I still have my shooting skills, I can use them when needed


And I'm offical, just like them niggas that blow the whistle
I'm official, just like the people in power who control things


Word, man, I shoot to kill 'em, you heard?
Believe me, I can easily take down anyone if I have to


If you nasty, I shoot 'em with penicillin, you heard?
If you're dirty or messed up, I'll fix you up with medicine (penicillin)


I'm like Cali, so carry, when I'm flipping the words
I'm like California, so cool when I'm rapping


Flip the script on your bitch ass while I'm flipping the bird
I'll insult you while also flipping you off


Meth sick with the pen, stick a few in your men
I'm a skilled writer, I can hurt a few of your crew members with my words


Then again, stick with my people through the thick and the thin
But at the end of the day, I stay loyal to my own crew through any situation


Look, when my niggas 'get 'em', I send 'em to hell
When my squad gets involved, our enemies are finished


And ride with 'em, how about that, nigga?
And I'll support my squad through it all, how impressive is that?


Look at my crew, how about that, nigga?
Admire my impressive crew


(Gun bigger than you, how about that, nigga?)
(My gun is bigger than you, how impressive!)


Pop bottles, how about that, nigga?
Let's celebrate with some expensive champagne, how impressive is that?


(We live the life, how about that, nigga?)
(We're living it up, how cool is that)




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Armon J Johnson, Reggie Noble, Randy Jr Ousley, Charles E Patrick, Clifford Smith

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