Redman

Redman - Pick It Up songtekst

Je score:

If you find a bag of weed on the floor motherfucker
 What the fuck you gon do
 Pick it up  pick it up (3X)

 Verse One:

 While I crack a cold Beck's and keep the hoes in check
 The double S vest nigga wreck the discotheque
 Sit back relax and while my Squad kick tacks
 Then tap your man back and be like "Did you see that??"
 Ahh yes  comin from the North South East West
 Hold your nose and take a deep breath, recess
 we bless, mics, three times a day
 Three times a night, it all equals subliminal sequels
 Strictly laughing at MC's
 Lyrics for years that run more than ten deep
 Niggaz be like "Ahh he changed his style up"
 Shut the fuck up, ya still a dick-ridah
 It's nine-six so get with it
 Peep that back-in-the-day shit when that other Squad was Hit-tin
 Listen, must we forget, I originated
 all that wild shit, that rrraahh rrraaoowww shit
 That jump up and ready to fuck shit up now shit
 Brick City!! Is where I get down kid
 Peace to all my buddah smokers on Prince
 Fuck what ya heard, Brick City runs shit

 PPP got the glocks and tecs
 And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck
 Say what? Got some fly shit on deck
 Say WHAT? Got some fly shit on deck
 PPP got the glocks and tecs
 And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

 Verse Two:

 First of all, MC's be on my balls, straight up
 Pubic hairs and everything, lick the whole plate up
 Bay Area, roll up your Las Vegas
 To all MC's, I love it that you hate us
 Drop skills that might send wind chill factors
 Back through Patterson, J.C. and Hacken-sack
 Step uncorrect and get blackened
 The assassin, find da MC's by the jazz men
 I don't tote guns I tote funds
 While you still puzzled how my antidote runs
 Your whole vocabulary's played out, admit it
 Still wack if it came out my mouth and I spit it
 You remind me of school on a Sunday
 No class, beatin all King's down
 doin over seventy, in a Hyundai, blast
 Give em a good reason to open Alcatraz
 Back, nobody got the Red shook
 Been a weirdo everysince the doctor said PUSH
 Def Squad skills make it hard to overlook me
 That's why them hardcore promoters still book me
 You shook G... word up... hah hah...

 If you see a bag of weed on the floor motherfucker
 What the fuck you gon do
 Pick it up, pick it up
 If you see a bitch passed on out the fuckin ground
 What the fuck you gon do
 Pick her up, pick her up
 I keep it fly y'all
 Fly fly y'all (5X)

 Verse Three:

 Aiyyo, don't ride the dick of these real MC's
 We pull Joints like Spike and blow crews to degrees
 Then we buy G's with a half a pound of dope MC's
 We bag for cheese just to get weed
 Smoke indoneez I'm milky like Magnese
 Oh-seven-one-oh-three, rest them car thieves
 Guzzlin quart for sports of all sorts
 Nonchalant spark buddah on the front porch
 at courts, F-U-N-K-D-O-C
 S-P-O-T, feel the Solo type remedy
 Then freeze.... hah, ha-hah
 Where was I? Oh yes
 Sippin on Cristal with fingers up your bitch dress
 Don't play close cause jealousy make folks act loc
 Another nigga smoked from impression
 Second guessin my verbal weapon, you're lettin
 Spit, sixteen bits, come equipped
 And I still walk around with the hooked up
 Motorola flip on my hip, fuck the government
 Drop shit, it's a microscopic topic
 How I stay mo' big than McDonald arches
 And uptown got the la-la spots
 And bad ass hoes with 54-11 Reeboks
 But still, I walk around with the grill
 Cause niggaz be blinded by this hip-hop shit for real
 I ain't havin that, I'm clappin shit
 Fuck this rappin shit, I cause accidents
 To any, MC who wonder what got in me
 To get busy, it's simply Ginger and Remi
 It don't stop, Def Squad crew is hot
 Fillin up your brain with supreme octane, and it's on
 *static from radio surfing*

 Thanks Bill
 This week on NIN, Niggers in Newark
 We're gonna take you through some glorious weed spots
 that my camera crew and I had a chance to visit
 during our stay in Da Bricks
 Although we suffered minor setback this week
 when our TV satellite van was stolen
 We managed to get around best way possible
 We had chances to see spots like
 Hawthorne Ave, Hayes Homes, South Orange Ave
 Avon Ave, 19th Ave, Chancellor and Bergen
 19th and One-Duke; hey if you look closely right now
 there's someone about to go for their drugs
 or as they would say, stash
 Hey, hey buddy, you about to sell some drugs?

 [Redman]
 Aiyyo man get the fuck out! *blam blam blam*

 This here, is the telephone line
 of one of the many top notch weed sellers out of Newark
 Ladies and gentlemen, what I will try to do
 is tap into the line, and hear an actual drug deal in progress
 Shhh
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Erick Sermon, Reggie Noble

Componist: ?

Publisher: Rush Associated Labels Recordings

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1996

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Muddy Waters (1996)

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