Luyện nghe bài hát Dat's Dat Shit

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Uh, get ya on

[Radio
WWKYA, WE'RE YOUR ASS!

G/Jamal]
My receitals is ten titles
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you don't like me I like you
I liable to load the rifle, hit the and snipe you
The shit I spit damaging vitals
ride through like my squad do
Got all players suicidal
niggas, take two
You heard the news, I'ma it to ya
We're here to the bill and
Featuring Funk Doc, Tical and the
A mic murder for hire, ten grand a
Yo Funk Doc, pass the glock, this bitch nigga
I make wit my big dog ?bounce?
Staten to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds
know who really lockin this shit down
When we it, don't we all stand out?
Y'all hazardarious, out
Get ya ass out 'fore I it out
And show you what I'm talkin

[Chorus: Redman, Man (Young Zee)]
Yo get ya up and get ya high, ha!
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)
we get ya up and get ya high (yeah)
Get ya stoned and get ya
Dat's dat (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 showers got Doc cookin minute rice for five hours
You wet cowards, I'm wire
Ya bitch ass probably wash ya wit Palmolive
Yo Bricks holler, I got the printed
Load it and it goes like 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 and we both shot
That's how we go out, are you the thug
To ride down like Hopper a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, haters to eye screw D
Your in small claims court, Judge Judy
you and I meet up, the fight heat up
Bloody up ya wife beater then weed up

[Method
I melt wax, Cuban Link chain
Breezin these tracks wit the highest of velocity
Play me like
Pay me everytime you on my property
I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop me
Sloppily, your woman on the stop-watch me
I rock well, somebody always watchin me
Livin in the street life, my eyes atrocity
Undress a kid
When I keeps it movin that means ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god fiend kings
Proper education, sees everything
How High, another form of elevation
That's why I choose to build from the
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, times are
these Hot Dog MC's next to Nathan
Allah Math, the phonograph in half
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
It's there, in the ashtray, who got a match?

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

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

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

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