Luyện nghe bài hát Dat's Dat Shit

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[Method
Uh, get ya on

[Radio
WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN 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
Nobody through like my squad do
Got all players suicidal
niggas, take two
You the news, I'ma break it to ya
We're here to headline the 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 make moves wit my big dog
Staten to the Bricks for mo' chips and mo' pounds
Y'all know who really lockin this shit
When we it, don't we all stand out?
Y'all hazardarious, out
Get ya ass out I tear 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 and get ya wide
Dat's dat shit (like or not, niggas 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'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 weiler
Chocolate thai showers got Doc cookin 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 summer jam tickets
Fam dig it, pop goes the wea-sel
You be hidin under your wit people
I told cops, roll blocks, no
Fo' pops, Hennesy back and we both
That's how we go out, are you the type?
To ride down like Hopper a Bug Life?
Watch the movie, tried to eye screw D
Your beef in small claims court, Judge
When you and I up, the fight heat up
Bloody up ya wife beater then light up

[Method
I wax, Cuban Link chain react
Breezin through these tracks wit the highest of
me like Monopoly
Pay me everytime you trespass on my
I'm Dastardly, no use in cop blockin me
Sloppily, your woman on the stop-watch 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 ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god bury kings
education, Allah sees everything
How High, another form of elevation
That's why I choose to from the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, times are
More these Hot Dog MC's next to
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) They got bitches over dick
WHERE THE LOVE AT, when you're young, and black
It's over there, in the ashtray, who got a

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

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 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 high (Fightin 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