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Man
Uh, get ya on

voice
WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN ASS!

G/Jamal
My is worth ten titles
I on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I don't like you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the roof and you
The shit I damaging your vitals
ride through like my squad do
Got all players suicidal
niggas, take two
You heard the news, I'ma it to ya
We're to headline the bill and
Funk Doc, Tical and the villain
A mic murder for hire, ten a killin
Yo Doc, pass the glock, this bitch nigga grillin
I make moves wit my big dog
Staten Island to the for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all know who really this shit down
When we it, don't we all stand out?
hazardarious, clear out
Get ya ass out I tear it out
And show you what I'm 'bout

Chorus: Redman, Man (Young Zee)
Yo get ya up and get ya high, ha!
Get ya and get ya wide
Dat's dat (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)
Dat's dat (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)
Aiyyo we get ya up and get ya (yeah)
Get ya and get ya wide
Dat's dat (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin dick)

I'm high-powered, the dog rott
Chocolate showers got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours
You wet cowards, I'm wire
Ya bitch ass wash ya hands wit Palmolive
Yo Bricks holler, I got the plan
Load it and it like summer jam tickets
Fam dig it, pop goes the wea-sel
You be hidin under your wit people
I told cops, blocks, no props
Fo' pops, Hennesy back and we shot
how we go out, are you the thug type?
To ride down like from a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, tried to eye screw D
Your beef in small claims court, Judge
you and I meet up, the fight heat up
Bloody up ya wife beater light weed up

Man
I melt wax, Cuban Link chain
through these tracks wit the highest of velocity
Play me like
Pay me everytime you trespass on my
I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop me
Sloppily, your on the stop-watch clockin me
Possibly I rock well, somebody always me
Livin in the street life, my eyes seen
Undress a kid
When I keeps it movin that there ain't no stoppin me
motivation, the god fiend bury kings
Proper education, Allah everything
How High, another form of elevation
That's why I choose to build from the
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, times are
More Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan
Allah Math, break the in half
Promoters on some bullshit, wit Johhny cash
(Dat's dat shit) got snitches rattin on the click
(Dat's dat shit) They got bitches over dick
WHERE THE LOVE AT, you're young, broke and black
It's over there, in the ashtray, who got a

Zee
Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got bitches fightin over

Get ya up and get ya
Doc got bitches fightin over dick

Man
Yeah yeah yeah, Meth-Tical got bitches fightin over dick

(Young Zee)
Get ya up and get ya high (All y'all stupid bitches keep fightin dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya
Get ya up and get ya (HIIIIIGH!)
Get ya stoned and get ya wide (Yeah yeah)
Get ya and get ya high (Fightin over dick)
Get ya and get ya high ha
Get ya up and get ya high ha (Fightin dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha