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Method Man feat. Redman, G (Jamal), Young Zee

Dat's Dat
Method Man feat. Redman, G (Jamal), Young Zee
Dat's Dat

voice]
WWKYA, WE'RE YOUR ASS!

[Mally
My receitals is worth ten
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you like me I don't like you
I liable to the rifle, hit the roof and snipe you
The shit I damaging your vitals
ride through like my squad do
Got all players suicidal
Actin niggas, two
You heard the news, I'ma it to ya
We're to headline the bill and
Featuring Doc, Tical and the villain
A mic for hire, ten grand a killin
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, bitch nigga grillin
I moves wit my big dog? bounce?
Island to the Bricks 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

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

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

[Method
I melt wax, Link chain react
Breezin through these wit the highest of velocity
Play me like
Pay me everytime you 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 street life, my eyes seen
a kid properly
When I keeps it movin that means ain't no stoppin me
motivation, the god fiend bury kings
Proper education, Allah everything
How High, just form of elevation
why I choose to build from the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, are wastin
these 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 rattin on the click
(Dat's dat shit) got bitches fightin over dick
WHERE THE LOVE AT, you're young, broke and black
over there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

[Young
Yeah yeah yeah, Young Zee got bitches fightin dick

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

[Method
yeah yeah yeah, Meth-Tical got bitches fightin over dick

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