Shame on a n*gga lyrics

[Intro: Sample, Ol' Dirty bast*rd, Method Man, and Raekwon]

[Chorus: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Shame on a n*gga who try to run game on a n*gga
Wu buck wild with the trigger
Shame on a n*gga who try to run game on a n*gga
Wu buck—I'll f*ck your ass up!

[Verse 1: Ol' Dirty bast*rd & Raekwon]
Yo, hut one, hut two, hut three—hut!
Ol' Dirty bast*rd, live and uncut
Styles unbreakable, shatterproof
To the young youth, you wanna get gun? Shoot!
Blaow! How you like me now? Don't f*ck the style
Ruthless, wild—do you wanna
Get your teeth knocked the f*ck out?
Wanna get on it like that? Well, then, shout!

[Verse 2: Method Man]
Yo, RZA, yo, razor—hit me with the major
The damage, my clan understand it, be flavor
Gunnin', hummin', comin' at ya
First I'm gonna get ya, once I got ya, I gat ya
You could never capture the Method Man's stature
For rhyme and for rapture, got n*ggas resignin', now master
My style? Never!
I put the f*ckin' buck in the wild, kid, I'm terror, razor-sharp
I sever, the head from the shoulders, I'm better than my compet'ta
You mean competitor, whatever, let's get together
[Chorus: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Shame on a n*gga who try to run game on a n*gga
Wu buck wild with the tri—blaow!

[Verse 3: Raekwon]
I react so thick, I'm phat, and yo
Rae came blowin' and blew off your headphones, black
Rap from, yo, Cali to Texas
Smoother than a Lexus, now's my turn to wreck this
Brothers approach and half step
But ain't heard half of it yet and I bet you're not a f*ckin' vet
So, when you see me on the real
Formin' like Voltron, remember I got deep like a Navy Seal

[Chorus: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Shame on a n*gga who try to run game on a n*gga
Wu buck wild with the trigger
Shame on a n*gga who try to run game on a n*gga
I'll f*ck your ass up!

[Verse 4: Ol' Dirty bast*rd]
Yo!
I come with that ol' loco style from my vocal
Couldn't peep it with a pair of bifocals
I'm no joker, play me as a joker
Be on you like a house on fire—smoke ya
Crews be actin' like they gangs, anyway
Be like, "Warriors, come out and play!"
Burn me, I get into sh*t, I let it out like diarrhea
Got burnt once—but that was only gonorrhea
Dirty, I keep sh*t stains in my drawers
So I can get fizzy-funky for ya
Murder, taste the flame of the Wu-Tang
Rah! Here comes the Tiger vs. Crane
I'll be like wild with my style
Punk—you play me, chump, you get jumped
Wu! is comin' through at a theater near you
And get funk like a shoe
What?
[Produced by RZA]