Dj Clue - Red (feat. Redman) Lyrics
f/ Redman[Redman]I said y'all niggaz can't come in here tonight P,P,PGet out of here I'm the bouncer here tonight[Verse 1]Your boys are out numbered so plan tomorrowWhile I do the wild thing like I'm Sam LabardoMy crew is grimy enough to ride in cargoCause brick city beef with more people than y'all bro(A yo dogg what up)Yo the cold is comingSo I be up all night like my toilet runnin'As a little boy was know for spoiling somethin'Now it's like ***** youIt will be brawl or nothing(Hit the streets 4 in the morning)To run you overThe beef we love the steam and cooked in okra*****s in the bricks slit the throats of both ya'Walk on T.V live hooking off on OperaI aint buff but got nough' muscle to fightI aint a dog but got enough hustle tonightHere's the facts to you punksAnd the message isWhen you buy guns invest in extra clipsAhhhhhhh![Verse 2]When he went inside the club I flattened his wheelsDUI drug addict and I'm back at the wheelYou happened to feelThis amphibian rappish and back at the gillsFrom back at the hill (chill, chill, chill)It's me on the nine to nineCrashed itNow my sores on the eye-a-dinePo po found the dro but no firearmCause I look shady like sun visor blindDangerous I leave a smellThat'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 wellYo 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 foodSo ***** the media with the middle tooth (tooth, tooth, tooth)[Verse 3]Now just through your hands up in the mother*****in' skyDa dirt always bubble pour peroxideYou see? Thought I liedNah dogg the truthI set marine out like my car waterproofYou niggaz break day and still y'all brokeYou minus well get a job use the time to voteI rode crocked like my benz with alignment brokeSo it's like surprise!With that five behind my coat(So what the ***** you want!?!)Yo I see the problem twinThe 38 special need revolvin'Invasion like moving BET to HarlemWhat 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)***** get out of line (get out of line)Smackin the hoe (smackin' the hoe)Ahhhhh!
