Redman - Get it Live lyrics
[Redman - Get it Live lyrics]
Yo, if this pussy nigga can't get it live
Get him the fuck out and let Doc take the job
I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
Warranty within that three months
Is like pre-nups:
I take half, of everybody's sales
I don't give a fuck
You're rap, R&B or, folk or country
You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water
Lettin Bay-watch the slaughter
I jump off stage and kick him in the fade
I'm lifted like my back
Carry helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert
With your thumbs up
Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga
That'll blaze the skunk feel my vibe
Give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Hah, yo, I see y'all niggas tryin to win
Dyin to sin
Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin
I put work in
My label should be buyin a Benz
Cause with the chrome I'm swift like
The hand on Sharon Stone
C'mon, it's about the scrilla
Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones
Then they peel em
I hang with ghetto hoes that
Thumbtack they ceiling
Cause when it's time to throw joints
They the ones illin
I weigh a buck-90 plus tax, kleptomaniac
Take the change out your blue mousetrap
Lo-Jacks is no match to locate
What I demonstrate
You need two Dr dre's to Phone Tap, me
Capi tal DO, yo
I keep a dirty piss when I see PO, yo
My phone number's 9-9-fuck-YOU
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do
Up to no good, to make myself clear
Any girl ask for drinks is
The biggest chicken in here
Like Run say, "This is the wayyyyyyyy!"
Def Squad lock it like that
Channel on Superbowl Sunday
Y'all niggas ain't ready, for Reggie
I B steady, to rob that bank in Philly
Break Cool C out then ask
Her: "what the deally?"
Pass them the AK so we can get busy!
I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up
This chicken scopin
"Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?"
It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew
I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you?
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga
That'll blaze the skunk feel my vibe
Give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Yo yo, yo, yo, yo, y yo, you ain't fresh
Still crack a cold Beck's and
Keep the hoes in check
Spit a rhyme to make your
Neck disconnect your chest
This Gilette style be Acura and XX, well it's
Doc, blow your wife MX
At the hotel Niko, spankin that Coleco
I get you hot if you're
Lookin through the peephole
Niggas start duckin out
Like I work for repo'
Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin
"Champagne!"
I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a ho
Just cause, I can flow, I'm not a sucker
I just love to fuck ya fuck
Ya fuck ya fuck ya
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga
That'll blaze the skunk give me five
Feel my vibe on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then yo yo
I said Doc is that nigga
That'll freak the funk
Yeah I blow my fuckin weed
If you're out of skunk feel my vibe
Give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Well alright then, well alright then yeah
Get him the fuck out and let Doc take the job
I guarantee hardcore funk for three months
Warranty within that three months
Is like pre-nups:
I take half, of everybody's sales
I don't give a fuck
You're rap, R&B or, folk or country
You could do a duet LP with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water
Lettin Bay-watch the slaughter
I jump off stage and kick him in the fade
I'm lifted like my back
Carry helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bumrush
You'll agree like Siskel and Ebert
With your thumbs up
Like Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga
That'll blaze the skunk feel my vibe
Give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Hah, yo, I see y'all niggas tryin to win
Dyin to sin
Liquidate my formats then apply it to skin
I put work in
My label should be buyin a Benz
Cause with the chrome I'm swift like
The hand on Sharon Stone
C'mon, it's about the scrilla
Metronomes put holes in bitches silicones
Then they peel em
I hang with ghetto hoes that
Thumbtack they ceiling
Cause when it's time to throw joints
They the ones illin
I weigh a buck-90 plus tax, kleptomaniac
Take the change out your blue mousetrap
Lo-Jacks is no match to locate
What I demonstrate
You need two Dr dre's to Phone Tap, me
Capi tal DO, yo
I keep a dirty piss when I see PO, yo
My phone number's 9-9-fuck-YOU
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do
Up to no good, to make myself clear
Any girl ask for drinks is
The biggest chicken in here
Like Run say, "This is the wayyyyyyyy!"
Def Squad lock it like that
Channel on Superbowl Sunday
Y'all niggas ain't ready, for Reggie
I B steady, to rob that bank in Philly
Break Cool C out then ask
Her: "what the deally?"
Pass them the AK so we can get busy!
I'm at 112 with Jacque with my neck up
This chicken scopin
"Who the fuck parkin that Lincoln?"
It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew
I'm ready to fuck baby, how about you?
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga
That'll blaze the skunk feel my vibe
Give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Yo yo, yo, yo, yo, y yo, you ain't fresh
Still crack a cold Beck's and
Keep the hoes in check
Spit a rhyme to make your
Neck disconnect your chest
This Gilette style be Acura and XX, well it's
Doc, blow your wife MX
At the hotel Niko, spankin that Coleco
I get you hot if you're
Lookin through the peephole
Niggas start duckin out
Like I work for repo'
Fo'-fo' italian chrome, bitches yellin
"Champagne!"
I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a ho
Just cause, I can flow, I'm not a sucker
I just love to fuck ya fuck
Ya fuck ya fuck ya
Doc is that nigga that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigga
That'll blaze the skunk give me five
Feel my vibe on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then yo yo
I said Doc is that nigga
That'll freak the funk
Yeah I blow my fuckin weed
If you're out of skunk feel my vibe
Give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Well alright then, well alright then yeah