Radical Stuff, Lo Greco Bros - 1,2,3... And Four (Funky Medley) lyrics

[Radical Stuff, Lo Greco Bros - 1,2,3... And Four Funky Medley lyrics]

One, two, three, sh–uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Come on)
One, two, three, sh–uh (Hit it)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh one, two, three, sh–uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh one, two, three, sh–uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh one, two, three

So, one hit the motherfucking two
And the motherfucking two hit
The motherfucking three
Yeah, meet the g who talk and I'm no joke
But I smoke every dope in the world
MCs: that's my preferite dish
I'm takin'-I'm takin'-I'm smokin' about
Three a day
So okay, I'll wait, I'm still getting paid
And like I say, I miss when I play
I play what the fuck you want
And if your girl say you suck, simply don't
Pow pow, money come, money go
And when the business is done
Go for another one rocket but the one
That's why that time I gotta go for mine
Everybody's got his own right
You price your life and you can
Say you had the right rocket but the one
Drop that shit and just listen
D-O-P-E, yeah, that's me, the g
So I don't smoke crap, I smoke MCs

I had a couple of joints that
I'd left here in my pocket (yeah)
The motherfucking cops stop me, so I had a
Put off the gas, the documents please
I gotta laugh
Ha ha ha ha-who the fuck are these?
In any case, yo, I knew that I was clean
I ain't got noth' to smoke, yeah
You know what I mean
But the cops, not a human being in fact
All the niggas disappeared from the scene
I wish you only grab a knife
They kept me for an hour asking my name
I say: "Yo, can't you read, I'm born S-E-A-N"
They said: "Sam", I said: "No
My name is Sean"
They say: "It doesn't matter
Where the fuck were you born?"
I said: "I was born in Cape, "

Ah, yeah radical Stuff

Yeah let me check this
Yo, son, check this out come on, hit this
Ah ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Listen, you've got pass, not a guest
Just to make sure that you never have the
Without the rest for me, sucker
I'm just a mess never can make a comment
'cause I shoot you in your chest
Motherfucker, you tryna be wicked
But you're a sucker
Wish you rapping classical
But rap is not your weapon
But, you make it what, fucker?
You're replicating: "So why?"
(Die) , I say: "Why?" (Bye)
You don't have a life
(What do you motherfucker want?)
Hit the door (Hit the door)
Because you want the
You're talking (You like the our)
To make it sweetest like a little flower
With the flava of the block, the producers
The the, the, the, the, the, the
The, the, the, the, the
The, the, the, the, the, the, the, the, the
The

Ah, ah, the second turn for you (Uh)
Would you please, make some noise? (Uh)
Ah, yeah yo, Kaos, play me on (Uh)

D, and here comes the O, to the P, to the E
To let the motherfucker know that I'm g
To the E, to the E, baby
So, it's me who takin'
Takin' takin' the M-IC, yo
I don't like to smoke any shit
Especially when that shit is cheap
So I greatest hit, I'm makin' makin' a hit
And if ya don't like it, I gotta spit on it
Yo, I'm a rhyme writer, Mista Wesson overtime
Overtime I got da super power called
The old school boo, they get rude
It's up for you to make a fuckin' move
Italian MCs need to know
That sometime we joke
But sometimes no crap, everybody knows that
And everybody know what's the real effect
So I'm stopping-I'm stopping like
That, the new, the jack
The wickety-wickety-wickety-wack that come
To rap
It's time for me to go, but let me say
Please, I don't smoke crap, I smoke MCs

Straight from the heart of jazz (Jazz)
And Hip-Hop and you don't stop
Straight from the heart of jazz (Jazz)
And Hip-Hop and you don't stop

For all the people over there
The people, the people
The people over there, come on
(The people, the people)
Everybody say: "Sex" (Sex)
More sex, more sex i like sex, I like sex
Say: "Sex, sex, sex", sex, sex, sex
Say: "Sex, sex, sex", sex, sex, sex
All the people on the left, the people
The people the people on the left, come on
(The people, the people)
Can you hear me? Say: "Money", money
Say: "Money", money
Say: "Money, money, money", money, money
Money
Say: "Money, money, money", money, money
Money
Ah, yeah, for all the people in the middle
I wanna hear you one time, one time
Yo, are you ready? Are you ready?
Say: "Go Radical Stuff, go Radical Stuff, go"
Go Radical Stuff, go Radical Stuff, go
Go Radical Stuff, go Radical Stuff, go
Go Radical Stuff, go Radical Stuff, go
Ah, yeah, take it over, take it to the bridge
Take it to the bridge, man
Come on, come on, come on, come on
(All the people) ah, ah
Ah, yeah you don't stop (Uh)

(Uh, uh, uh, uh) yeah
Ah, yeah, haha take it over
(One more time, hands up) ah, yeah, haha
Damn (Go, hands up)
Go (What's the silence?) go, go
Go go

Ah (Uh) ah (Uh, uh)
Yo, party people are you feeling good?
Are you feeling good? Are you feeling good?
Yeah

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