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

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

voice]
WWKYA, KICKIN YOUR ASS!

[Mally
My receitals is worth ten
I shit on Bibles, if you don't like me I don't like you
I to load the rifle, hit the roof and snipe you
The I spit damaging your vitals
Nobody ride like my squad do
Got all y'all suicidal
Actin niggas, 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 Doc, pass the glock, this bitch nigga grillin
I make moves wit my big bounce?
Island to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all know who lockin this shit down
When we rock it, don't we all stand
Y'all hazardarious, out
Get ya ass out I tear it out
And show you I'm talkin 'bout

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

I'm high-powered, the dog rott
Chocolate thai showers got Doc cookin minute rice for hours
You wet cowards, I'm live
Ya ass probably wash ya hands wit Palmolive
Yo holler, I got the plan printed
Load it and it goes like summer jam
Fam can't dig it, pop goes the
You be hidin under peacoat wit people
I told cops, blocks, no props
Fo' pops, Hennesy and we both shot
how we go out, are you the thug type?
To ride like Hopper from a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, haters to eye screw D
beef in small claims court, Judge Judy
When you and I meet up, the heat up
Bloody up ya wife then light weed up

[Method
I wax, Cuban Link chain react
Breezin through these wit the highest of velocity
Play me like
Pay me you trespass on my property
I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop me
Sloppily, woman on the stop-watch clockin me
Possibly I rock well, always watchin me
Livin in the street life, my seen atrocity
a kid properly
When I keeps it movin that means ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god bury kings
Proper education, Allah sees
How High, just another of elevation
why I choose to build from the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, are wastin
More these Hot Dog next to Nathan
Allah Math, the phonograph in half
Promoters on some bullshit, short wit Johhny
(Dat's dat shit) They got snitches rattin on the
(Dat's dat shit) got bitches fightin over dick
WHERE THE LOVE AT, when young, broke and black
over there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

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

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

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

(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 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 high ha (Fightin dick)
Get ya stoned and get ya ha