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Uh, get ya on

voice]
WWKYA, WE'RE YOUR ASS!

G/Jamal]
My is worth ten titles
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't me I don't like you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the roof and you
The shit I spit damaging your
Nobody ride through my squad do
Got all players suicidal
Actin niggas, two
You the news, I'ma break it to ya
here to headline the bill and
Featuring Funk Doc, Tical and the
A mic murder for hire, ten a killin
Yo Funk Doc, the glock, this bitch nigga grillin
I moves wit my big dog ?bounce?
Staten Island to the for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all know who really lockin 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 what I'm '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, sleepin wit the fifth)
dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)
Aiyyo we get ya up and get ya (yeah)
Get ya and get ya wide
dat shit (like or not, niggas sleepin wit the fifth)
Dat's dat shit (like or not, bitches fightin dick)

I'm high-powered, the dog rott
Chocolate thai showers got Doc cookin minute 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 like summer jam tickets
Fam can't dig it, pop goes the
You be under your peacoat wit people
I cops, roll blocks, no props
Fo' pops, Hennesy back and we both
That's how we go out, are you the type?
To ride down like Hopper from a Bug
Watch the movie, haters to eye screw D
beef in small claims court, Judge Judy
When you and I meet up, the fight up
up ya wife beater then light weed up

[Method
I melt wax, Link chain react
Breezin through these tracks wit the highest of
Play me like
Pay me everytime you trespass on my
I'm Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me
Sloppily, your woman on the clockin me
Possibly I rock well, somebody watchin me
Livin in the street life, my seen atrocity
Undress a kid
When I keeps it movin that means there no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god 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
More Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan
Allah Math, break the phonograph in
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
THE LOVE AT, when you're young, broke and black
It's there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

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

Get ya up and get ya
Funk Doc got fightin 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 bitches keep fightin 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 high ha (Fightin dick)
Get ya and get ya high ha