Tytuł: Da Bullshit

• Wykonawca: Redman
• Wyświetleń: 333

That's that bullshit
  Ic-Don motherfucker
  Da bullshit
  Funk Doc motherfucker
  Push whips motherfucker
  Na, na chill out who got the weed in this motherfucker yo?
  Brick City, Jersey, I got the weed homie...
  Na, na, na chill, chill, chill, na, na chill nigga, where the weed at?
  It's Da bullshit, bullshit
  PPP nigga
  Yo where the weed at fellas? What you lightin?
  
  [Redman]
  Yo, yo, you motherfuckers gon' learn
  When it come to this shit, I aint about takin turns
  Cuz Doc's in the place
  The cold nigga, I'm too late to thaw
  Doc unfold niggas til they ribs is raw
  Whether you up the ball or ride the bitch
  My pens write with a vengeance and Viagra in
  Stay hard like the biceps when it's stacked
  I'm gritty, I wouldn't love in a tennis match
  I don't like to sign autographs half the time
  I scribble my name and draw a jackass design
  Calvin Kleins spalled on the floor
  You just got, dogged on the tour, so, send some new whores HO
  I got a food table to warm, a new neighbor to warn
  And people at the label I'm on
  Crunch time, what you think the forty-four is for
  When I grub I want the whole smorgasboard
  Gotta clean my act up and, get my thoughts straight
  Stop smashin the five and appear in the court dates
  I won't ride the bike unless it's C B R
  Wit no tricks but a bitch it'll be on next
  I'm still wheel handlin, you die in a ambulance
  Block prime scramblin, glock nine handlin
  Duckin the flows of mind travelin
  You heard it before, you aint Sunshine Anderson
  Got a bomb plantin and I'm ready fo' mo'
  Bitches gettin in my party givin head at the do'
  All my niggas and my shorty's and get high in the audience
  I carry a gaudy gun, you'll die in the audience
  
  [HOOK:]
  That's the bullshit, the bullshit (We are that bullshit)
  We walk up in the club we on the bullshit
  That's the bullshit, the bullshit (We are that bullshit)
  Fondlin your bitch ass off the bullshit
  That's the bullshit, the bullshit (We are that bullshit)
  Brick City, Brook-non off the bullshit
  That's the bullshit, that's the bullshit (We are that bullshit)
  That's the- nah, nah, nah, nah, chill nigga, that's the bullshit
  
  [Redman]
  Yo, I put the pressure on a man without a gun in my hand
  His limpin lenny turn around and then I pump from the pants
  One nine in each arm, I get hot as I squeeze from it
  Now he's a cheap ornament, died in a street tournament
  Peep the clues, not deep wit dudes
  My Benz don't carry shoes cuz I'm cheap as Jews
  But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move
  After that I tell you and what the beat to do
  Fuck the Visine, duck when I lean out the window
  Wit a shottie wit me and myself and Irene and my team
  Fuck your mainstream dry off feet
  I'm explosive as Simon in Die Hard 3
  Now you wavin six flags like you at GA
  Cuz my gun on standby like a flight delay
  Sprayin water on all those whoever's hot
  Take they mic, take they jewels, then them Bezell, Doc...
  
  [Icarus]
  Stop Ic-Don, get gone, nigga I'm here
  Sippin a beer, 5th with the clip in the rear
  That'll lift him off his feet, make him flip in the air
  I pull big guns out, like I'm hittin a deer
  You don't really know when trouble come
  When you open your door and somebody in yo house chewin bubble gum
  With double guns, cocked in each hand
  Nigga you about to be buried in beach sand
  I don't care if you broke or not
  I don't care if you sell weed, dope, coke or not
  Nigga I still smoke the glock
  Give your face polka dots, y'all better hope I stop
  Man doom, I kidnap a classroom
  Hide 'em in the left wing of my bathroom
  Do you think you could survive all that we bring ya
  Bullets, comin at ya just as long as your finger
  And every, morning I linger on the corner just drinkin
  Borin and thinkin, how I'm bout to score with this ink pen
  You better hope we blow on this rappin shit
  You don't want us to go under the mattresses
  Shorty lookin at me funny like I don't get bank
  My house is hot bitch, I swim in my fish tank
  Every car got a bar, the whole clique drink
  I'm a dirty nigga, nuts sweaty, dick stink
  After we fuck, I'm takin you to S and D's
  That's a lie bitch I am on ecstasy
  I won't remember none of this when the X in me
  So if you want sex for free, check for me, Ic-Don...