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Man
Uh, get ya on

voice
WWKYA, WE'RE YOUR ASS!

G/Jamal
My receitals is worth ten
I shit on Bibles, if you don't like me I don't like you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the and snipe you
The I spit damaging your vitals
Nobody ride like my squad do
Got all y'all suicidal
niggas, take two
You the news, I'ma break it to ya
We're here to the bill and
Funk Doc, Tical and the villain
A mic for hire, ten grand a killin
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, this bitch nigga
I make wit my big dog ?bounce?
Staten Island to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo'
Y'all who really lockin this shit down
When we it, don't we all stand out?
hazardarious, clear out
Get ya ass out I tear 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 stoned and get ya
Dat's dat (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, 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, fightin over dick)

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

Man
I melt wax, Cuban Link chain
Breezin through these tracks wit the of velocity
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
I rock well, somebody always watchin me
Livin in the street life, my eyes seen
Undress a kid
When I keeps it movin means there ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god fiend kings
Proper education, Allah sees
How High, another form of elevation
why I choose to build from the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, are wastin
More these Hot Dog MC's to Nathan
Math, break the phonograph in half
Promoters on some bullshit, short wit cash
(Dat's dat shit) They got snitches on the click
(Dat's dat shit) They got fightin over dick
WHERE THE AT, when you're young, broke and black
over there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

Zee
Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got fightin over dick

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

Man
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, 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 and get ya wide 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 and get ya high ha