Luyện nghe bài hát Dat's Dat Shit

, Zee)

Man]
Uh, get ya on

[Radio
WWKYA, WE'RE KICKIN ASS!

G/Jamal]
My is worth ten titles
I shit on wrote Bibles, if you like me I don't like you
I to load the rifle, hit the roof and snipe you
The shit I spit damaging vitals
ride 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 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 moves wit my big dog ?bounce?
Staten Island to the Bricks for mo' and mo' pounds
Y'all know who really this shit down
When we rock it, don't we all out?
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 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)
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 shit (like or not, bitches fightin over dick)

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

Man]
I melt wax, Cuban Link chain
Breezin these tracks wit the highest of velocity
me like Monopoly
Pay me you trespass on my property
I'm Dick Dastardly, no use in cop me
Sloppily, your woman on the clockin me
Possibly I rock well, always watchin me
Livin in the life, my eyes seen atrocity
Undress a kid
When I it movin that means there ain't no stoppin me
Constant motivation, the god fiend bury
Proper education, Allah everything
How High, just another of elevation
That's why I choose to build the basement
Twelve-thirty-one-ninety-nine, times are
More these Hot Dog MC's next to
Math, break the phonograph in half
Promoters on bullshit, short wit Johhny cash
(Dat's dat shit) got snitches rattin on the click
(Dat's dat shit) got bitches 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 fightin dick

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

Man]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah, Meth-Tical got fightin over dick

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