Luyện nghe bài hát Dat's Dat S---

Man
Uh, get ya on

voice
WWKYA, KICKIN YOUR ASS!

Mally
My receitals is worth ten
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I don't you
I liable to the rifle, hit the roof and snipe you
The shit I spit damaging vitals
Nobody ride like my squad do
Got all y'all suicidal
Actin niggas, two
You heard the news, break it to ya
here to headline the bill and
Featuring Funk Doc, Tical and the
A mic murder for hire, ten grand a
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, this bitch grillin
I make wit my big dog ?bounce?
Island to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all know who lockin this shit down
When we it, don't we all stand out?
Y'all hazardarious, out
Get ya ass out 'fore I it out
And show you I'm talkin 'bout

Redman, Method Man (Young Zee)
Yo get ya up and get ya high, ha!
Get ya stoned and get ya
Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas wit the fifth)
dat shit (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 shit (like or not, niggas wit the fifth)
Dat's dat (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)

I'm high-powered, the dog weiler
thai showers got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours
You wet cowards, I'm wire
Ya ass probably wash ya hands wit Palmolive
Yo Bricks holler, I got the plan
Load it and it goes like summer jam
Fam can't dig it, pop the wea-sel
You be hidin under your wit people
I cops, roll blocks, no props
Fo' pops, back and we both shot
That's how we go out, are you the thug
To ride down Hopper from a Bug Life?
the movie, haters tried to eye screw D
Your beef in small claims court, Judge
When you and I meet up, the fight up
Bloody up ya wife then light weed up

Man
I melt wax, Link chain react
Breezin through these tracks wit the highest of
Play me like
Pay me you trespass on my property
I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop me
Sloppily, your on the stop-watch clockin me
Possibly I well, somebody always watchin me
Livin in the street life, my seen atrocity
Undress a kid
I keeps it movin that means there ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god fiend bury
Proper education, Allah everything
How High, just form of elevation
That's why I to build from the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, are wastin
More Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan
Allah Math, break the phonograph in
Promoters on bullshit, short wit Johhny cash
(Dat's dat shit) They got snitches rattin on the
(Dat's dat shit) They got fightin over dick
WHERE THE LOVE AT, when young, broke and black
It's there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

Zee
Yeah yeah yeah, Zee got bitches fightin over dick

Get ya up and get ya
Funk Doc got bitches fightin 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 over dick)
Get ya and get ya wide
Get ya up and get ya (HIIIIIGH!)
Get ya and get ya wide wide (Yeah yeah)
Get ya stoned and get ya high (Fightin dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha
Get ya up and get ya high ha (Fightin dick)
Get ya and get ya high ha