Keith Murray - Yeah Yeah U Know It (feat. Def Squad) Lyrics
Artist: Keith Murray f/ Erick Sermon, RedmanAlbum: Yeah Yeah You Know It 12"Song: Yeah Yeah You Know It[Keith Murray]Just blaze, you son-of-a-gun{"Uh-huh, uh-huh" - repeat 13X over chorusYeah yeah you know it, ain't scared to show it[Chorus]we do dis' like we want to and don't give *****Yeah yeah you know it, ain't scared to show it[Verse 1: Keith Murray]Lights, camera, action you're on"Excuse me Murray, but your ah ah ah on"I spit the (ha ha ha ha ha) word bondcuz cats out here dont be sayin' jack boneI get raw and explicit when I spit it on the micOld folks say "that boy need the lord in his life"Nigga, think you can phase me???but nigga, you must be crazy!!!It go "est loco, dame un beso"Dominican girls, them call us negroI short pony, short camel toethe reason why man, I dont knowno matter where I go, here I go, there I go I'm propaAnd keep shit poppin' like orville redenbachermore freaky-deaky wit' the speachyI stay off the meat rag boy (exactly)[Chorus] - repeat 2X[Verse 2: Erick Sermon]Seromon, bless a flow you know Hod sent meTime is money, and my time cost like a BentleyI'm dope (oh yeah you know it)got a infared beam (ain't scared to show it)Peep it, check my movement this here feel rite (how???)Check his cap make sure his pill rite (boy)You a fake thug wit' a dealThe only gang you represent is sugar HillYou cats is kittens boy drink this milkPut down that Hennessy son ya killin' meDub, I snatch the corn from the childrenstashed it in ya homeboy's buildin'(Stop he's killin' him somebody call the cops!!!)Yeah call 911, and watch no one comeThat's to show how nice I amThe fifth group Russell signed to Def Jam[Chorus] - repeat 2X[Verse 3: Redman]Im the bed I'm the marathon man, redmanHittin' more walls than aerasol cans, don't I???(Yeah Yeah you know it)And when I *****??? (Ain't scared to show it)And when the Brick's outta control, barricade the cityThere's an outbreak in ya outta state committeeYou seen it (yeah yeah you know it)And if you got it??? (ain't scared to show it)You want the bad guy - here I amI got them hoes on gilla-camThrowin' the drawers in the ceilin' fanYou as small as a kilogramI'm a plane ridin' over colombia, ya middle manI'm the boss Doc-ta BinacaShut up all the gossip, bring the rastaI whoop ass like Ike Turner any dayWhen I stomp Mc's out I yell "Annie Mae???"Whether I'm hot or not, pidgeons gon' flockThey gon' get that wig done fa' diggin' on DocFind me 'round the aisle in frozen foodBecause I am so cool, cool, cool, cool[Chorus] - repeat to fade
