DJ Clue?, Redman - RED lyrics

I said y'all niggas can't come
In here tonight P, P, p
Get out of here I'm the bouncer here tonight

Your boys are out numbered so plan tomorrow
While I do the wild thing
Like I'm Sam Lombardo
My crew is grimy enough to ride in cargo
Cause brick city beef with more
People than y'all bro (A yo dogg what up)
Yo the cold is coming
So I be up all night like my toilet runnin'
As a little boy was
Know for spoiling somethin'
Now it's like fuck you
It will be brawl or nothing
(Hit the streets 4 in the morning)
To run you over
The beef we love the steam and cooked in okra
Bitchs in the bricks slit the
Throats of both ya'
Walk on TV live hooking off on Opera
I ain't buff but got nough' muscle to fight
I ain't a dog but got enough hustle tonight
Here's the facts to you punks
And the message is
When you buy guns invest in extra clips
Ahhh!

When he went inside the club
I flattened his wheels
DUI drug addict and I'm back at the wheel
You happened to feel
This amphibian rappish and back at the gills
From back at the hill (chill, chill, chill)
It's me on the nine to nine crashed it
Now my sores on the eye-a-dine
Po po found the dro but no firearm
Cause, I look shady like sun visor blind
Dangerous I leave a smell
That's why the sign read
"Don't feed the whale"
Doc like +Adabisi+, "I need the bail"
Cause, I keep my weed locked
In the +OZ+ as well
Yo what I look like a kid to you?
I'm like +Bishop+ gunnin' down
My friends in +Juice+
Brick dogg and I'm out to defend my food
So fuck the media with the middle two
(two, two, two)

Now just through your hands up
In the motherfuckin' sky
Da dirt always bubble pour peroxide
You see? Thought I lied nah dogg the truth
I submarine out like my car waterproof
You niggas break day and still y'all broke
You minus well get a job use the time to vote
I rode crocked like my
Benz with alignment broke
So, it's like surprise!
With that five behind my coat
(So what the fuck you want!?)
Yo I see the problem twin
The 38 special need revolvin'
Invasion like moving BET to Harlem
What are your fly whips and
No keys to start em'
Yo I open the doa' door (Open the doa' yo)
I'm smokin' the dro' (smokin' the dro' yo)
Bitch get out of line (get out of line)
Smackin the ho (smackin' the ho) ahhh!