Lyrics:
we can kiss our own a**
Like a golden retriever, retrieving the chronic
the dose nose b****, and no need to hide it
Redman a flirt, always get my
Gatsby
In the streets we strive
Barely alive goin' live on these beats
With MF and Matt Rocc
Spitting fucking treats
Filling seats
Squeezing cheeks
Sheets
heavy
Like a crew-ship
Matt is that a new fit
Stuff the blunt up with a toothpick
I want more more more more
More more more
Can you pour pour pour
Pour
"Well it's the Funk Docta Spock.."
"Meth-Tical.."
"Biggie.. Biggie.." (mmmhmmmmmm)
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Uhh.. uhh.. uhh.. (yo c'mon Big) uhh..
Fuck
for the core
Of hard rocks
Respect to you Red and many more
Awesome Two paved the way thru and thru
Thanks to all the DJs keeping
It real and true
We
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
the show down
But since we're broke now with dope sounds now here we go now
Check the motion while I be puffin the potent
Blow spots and urban networks with
JEANS!!
[Chorus]
Best believe we get high, nigga
Best believe we get by, nigga
Best believe we get fly, nigga la, la, la, la, la
Best believe we get
hard, it's an easy pass n***
For the paper, I'm offendin' neighbors
Runnin' my label out an old Winnebago n***
Ooh, shoulda knew that we gon' bring that
(Mr.Cheeks)
Yo we come through like balls, see us niggas takin two pulls and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I pack a .380 in
Gillahouse, take it from the top like this nigga
Yo, Redman 'Back in Business' like E-P-M
D whips I drive, I gotta TV'em
I tour New York down,
I got it, come on nigga
Oh, Oh
Yeah, yo
Yeah, get nigga
Redman got fire nigga
Shots are in your hood when I'm high nigga
Shots of Cuervo
Guess we'll see who's still round
I dropped the tape and two days
Later I got word from Brad
He said he loved it we should link
To me that doesn't sound
it?
(Fuck Yeah)
Dirty Jers' New Jerusaluem
(Shaolin)
Naughty by Nature motherfuckers
(Wu-Tang my niggaz)
Grab your hat bitch
(C'mon!)
[Bridge:
featuring Keith Murray Redman
Whoop Whoop(8x)
[Redman]
Funky dilemmas destroy mc's by process of elimanation
Ghetto linger
through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by
Back open pumpin "How High?" (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that (See that)
back
We got the keys check the book of Matt
Put your hands up make em smack
We united like a wolf pack
Invading darkness never turning back
Like
through your block?
Sheek, Funk Doc, Meth on top
Porsche, 300 horse fly by
Back open pumpin "How High?" (How High)
Yeah, can y'all see that (See that)
that average emcees seem to worship
[--Redman ]
My style is milking magnesia, clutch divide speeding bust
The more the merrier, secure the area,
how we put it down)
Look in my eyes, nigga
You see a great ball of fire, nigga
My trail is blazin' that's right, I'm high, nigga
A hard hip hop hitman
worried 'bout y'all
Cause when it's on we gon' ride for the cause
And spit more than 16 at yo' ass and we ain't talkin 'bout bars
Half the Brick's
I got it, come on n****
Oh, Oh
Yeah, yo
Yeah, get n****
Redman got fire n****
Shots are in your hood when I'm high n****
Shots of Cuervo
, I saw you with your purse on, it's a Gucci impostor
(red)Man, how you gonna diss the only artist on your roster?
CHORUS
Ayo, we're massive, Because
great One,
Of the One great spirit, of the great One sum.
I'm thinking about how I could feel it when I lived your slums,
I was beaten by the seasons,
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