- REDMAN Bobyahed2dis 歌词
- REDMAN
- And I say, right about now you are rockin' with the best
Can I get a hit?
Thank youWhat you're about to experience is a walk on the funkadelic side
Who knows better than the funkadelic devil himself
To all knotty head niggaz, bob to this
Come walk with
Def Squad on the darkside
Coming to you live and direct without further adieu
I bring to you
Redman one more time
This is Jeff
Stewart and you know how
I do it goddayum
So who's that funky nigga that's known to kick the fat shit?
The mirror said, "You are, you conceited bastard"
Done by the dogcatcher, dogcatcher
It's the dogfetcher,
I betcha, ahh, with the slang
Get you coughed up from the weed it'll bust your brain
The top notch of hip-hop and
I'm on the charts
I'm catchin' applause when
I rock the micraphone from the heart
My style's foul, so look into the eyes of
LorimarsAs you can see,
I drop funk bars from here to
MarsStill rollin' down the highway wit my forty between my lap bitch
Crossin' D
TW, coming into my lap
And boy, my skills are stacks,
I love to do it from the back
My style swarms over ghettoes like crack
Blow in any hood and puff a blunt with any nigga
As long as we both got, it don't matter who's gun bigger
But I bet you you can't do that 'cause the multiplatinums
Can't save your ass on the block and you're fucked if it ain't pop
The funk is blowin' wattage out your fuckin' trunks
Like peak
Puma, I known to give a whole lots of lumps
Props I got, coming through your block nine cocked
My socks, even got three-eighty-nine shots
Don't press it,
I hang 'em like them niggaz do in
TexasYou don't have no heart you chestless'
Cuz your heart's on my necklace
I give props to real
MC's like
KRS-OneKool
G Rap, Buckshot,
Busta me and
I'm fromThe
East coast, where a nigga like you get that fat?
And since you came out gassed, well,
I'm closin' your gas cap
The creature, from the deeper, ultimate funk freaker
Represent
New Jersey, keep your eyes up on the bleacher
A menace like
Dennis, I got game like
EnnisI can
French-kiss my lyrics, then
I run trains with sentence
Lord have mercy, it's too much funk to cope with
Droppin' dope shit after dope shit, we're atrocious
That's from the lungs, that rings from here to kingdom come
And I don't have to be a
Special Ed to get dumb
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