Redman

Redman - Get It Live lyrics

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Get him the FUCK out and let Doc take the job
 I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
 Warranty within that three months is like pre nups:
 I take half  of everybody's sales  I don't give a fuck
 You're rap  R&B or  folk or country
 You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
 I'm the Doc pure water lettin Bay watch the slaughter
 I jump off stage and kick him in the fade
 I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades
 Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
 You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert with your thumbs up
 Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
 Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
 Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
 Well alright then, well alright then

 Hah yo, I see y'all niggaz tryin to win, dyin to sin
 Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin
 I put work in, my label should be buyin a Benz
 cause with the chrome I'm swift like the hand on Sharon Stone
 C'mon, it's about the scrilla
 Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones then they peel em
 I hang with ghetto hoes that, thumbtack they ceiling
 Cause when it's time to throw joints, they the ones illin
 I'm way above 90 plus tax, kleptomaniac
 Take the change out your blue mousetrap
 Lo-Jacks is no match to locate, what I demonstrate
 You need two Dr. Dre's to Phone Tap, me
 Capi-tal D.O., yo
 I keep a dirty piss when I see P.O., yo
 My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU
 My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do, up to
 no good, to make myself clear
 Any girl ask for drinks is the biggest chicken in here
 Like Run say, "This is the wayyyyyyyy!"
 Def Squad lock it like that channel on Superbowl Sunday
 Y'all niggaz ain't ready, for Reggie
 I B. Steady, to rob that bank in Philly
 Break Cool C out then ask her (?) what the deally?
 Pass them the AK so we can get busy!
 I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up
 This chicken scopin, "Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?"
 It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew
 I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you?
 Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
 Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
 Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
 Well alright then, well alright then

 Yo yo, yo, yo, yo, y-yo, you ain't fresh
 Still crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
 Spit a rhyme to make your neck disconnect your chest
 This Gilette style be Acura and XX, well it's
 Doc, blow your wife MX
 At the hotel Niko, spankin that Coleco
 I get you hot if you're, lookin through the peephole
 Niggaz start duckin out, like I work for repo'
 Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin, "Champagne!"
 I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a hoe
 Just cause I can flow, I'm not a sucker
 I just love to fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya fuck ya
 Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
 Yeah, Doc is that nigga that'll blaze the skunk
 Give me five, feel my vibe on the backhand side
 Well alright then, well alright then

 Yo yo, I said Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
 Yeah I blow my fuckin weed if you're out of skunk
 Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
 Well alright then, well alright then
 Well alright then, well alright then
 Yeah
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Copyrights:

Author: Erick Sermon, Reggie Noble

Composer: ?

Publisher: Rush Associated Labels

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: Doc's da Name 2000 (1998)

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