Luyện nghe bài hát Dat's Dat S---

Man
Uh, get ya on

Radio
WWKYA, WE'RE YOUR 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 the rifle, hit the roof and snipe you
The I spit damaging your vitals
Nobody ride through like my do
Got all players suicidal
Actin niggas, two
You heard the news, break it to ya
We're here to headline the and
Featuring Funk Doc, Tical and the
A mic for hire, ten grand a killin
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, bitch nigga grillin
I make wit my big dog ?bounce?
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 'fore I it out
And you what I'm talkin 'bout

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

I'm high-powered, the dog rott
Chocolate thai got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours
You wet cowards, I'm live
Ya bitch ass probably ya hands wit Palmolive
Yo Bricks holler, I got the plan
Load it and it goes summer jam tickets
Fam can't dig it, pop goes the
You be hidin your peacoat 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 down like Hopper from a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, tried to eye screw D
Your in small claims court, Judge Judy
When you and I meet up, the heat up
Bloody up ya wife beater then light up

Man
I melt wax, Link chain react
Breezin through tracks wit the highest of velocity
me like Monopoly
Pay me you trespass on my property
I'm Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me
Sloppily, your woman on the stop-watch me
I rock well, somebody always watchin me
Livin in the life, my eyes seen atrocity
a kid properly
When I keeps it movin that there ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god bury kings
Proper education, sees everything
How High, just form of elevation
why I choose to build from the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, are wastin
More these Hot Dog next to Nathan
Math, break the phonograph in half
Promoters on some bullshit, wit Johhny cash
(Dat's dat shit) They got snitches on the click
(Dat's dat shit) They got bitches over dick
WHERE THE AT, when you're young, broke and black
It's there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

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 bitches fightin over

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