Luyện nghe bài hát Dat's Dat S---

Man
Uh, get ya on

Radio
WWKYA, KICKIN YOUR ASS!

G/Jamal
My receitals is worth ten
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I like you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the and snipe you
The shit I spit your vitals
Nobody ride through like my do
Got all players suicidal
niggas, take two
You heard the news, I'ma it to ya
here to headline the bill and
Featuring Doc, Tical and the villain
A mic murder for hire, ten a killin
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, bitch nigga grillin
I make moves wit my big dog
Staten Island to the Bricks for mo' and mo' pounds
Y'all who really lockin this shit down
When we rock it, don't we all out?
Y'all hazardarious, out
Get ya ass out 'fore I it out
And show you what I'm talkin

Chorus: Redman, 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, sleepin wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches over dick)
we get ya up and get ya high (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 weiler
thai showers got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours
You wet cowards, I'm live
Ya bitch ass probably wash ya hands wit
Yo Bricks holler, I got the printed
Load it and it goes summer jam tickets
Fam can't dig it, pop the wea-sel
You be hidin under peacoat wit people
I told cops, blocks, no props
Fo' pops, back and we both shot
That's how we go out, are you the thug
To ride down like Hopper a Bug Life?
the movie, haters tried to eye screw D
Your beef in claims court, Judge Judy
When you and I meet up, the fight up
Bloody up ya wife beater light weed up

Man
I melt wax, Cuban Link chain
Breezin through these tracks wit the of velocity
me like Monopoly
Pay me everytime you trespass on my
I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop me
Sloppily, your woman on the clockin me
Possibly I well, somebody always watchin me
Livin in the life, my eyes seen atrocity
Undress a kid
When I keeps it movin that means there no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god fiend kings
Proper education, Allah sees
How High, just another form of
That's why I choose to build from the
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, are wastin
More Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan
Math, break the phonograph in half
Promoters on some bullshit, short wit Johhny
(Dat's dat shit) They got rattin on the click
(Dat's dat shit) They got fightin over dick
THE LOVE AT, when you're young, broke and black
It's over there, in the ashtray, who got a

Zee
Yeah yeah, Young Zee got bitches fightin over dick

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

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

(Young Zee)
Get ya up and get ya high (All y'all stupid bitches keep over 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 stoned and get ya high (Fightin dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha
Get ya up and get ya ha (Fightin over dick)
Get ya and get ya high ha