I'll Be Dat

REDMAN

Yo fuck you!



Yo y yo .. F U UCCCK YOUUUUU!



Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo fuck you!



Yo yo yo yo yo fuck you!



Yo zim zeema who got the keys to my Beema?



Jack move that's how we act when we team up



Hey yo yo yo yo yo stretch it out nigga



Let the motherfucker pass us that blunt nigga



They heard what that nigga say "Puff puff pass motherfucker"



Yeah "Puff puff pass motherfucker"




Yo.. yo yo yo yo..



Zim zeema, who got the key to my Beema?



Jack move, that's how we act when we team up



Throw your triple beam up, this is fish scale



I bailed out the county with counterfeit bills



My slang be high range Brick City



Watch how you sniff son I'm highly octane



All you hear is BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG



Yo, remember you bitch; shit, I forget my last name



It's all about game, nuttin else, for delf



Walk through the woods then stomp on your foot



With high, I take out any comp in the hood



Gorilla impact in this rap habitat



get you steppin in your Air Max - BOUNCE!



You cockin it back but where dat? BOUNCE!



I got a six pack of Heineken and Big Kap on the wheels



In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back




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My middle name must be Fuck You



Cause every time I walk by



niggaz be like, "F-U-UCCCK YOUUUUU!"



I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat



My first name must be He Ain't Shit



Cause every time I'm in a car



bitches be like, "He ain't shit!"



I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat, I'll be dat




Yo nigga, yo yo nigga



I heard the party goin on in there - YEAH



Well let me shake my stankin ass in there - YEAH!



Soon as I walk in, dogs are barkin (ARF ARF ARF)



Haters play the back, I stay in front like handicapped parkin



Startin arsons from, Jerz to



Arkan--sas me coughin out that dread apartment



Roll up to the jam with the front end bent up



Watch them chickens floatin, dip you in salmonella



I'm ghetto like DND, fuckin wit D



You be on Banned From TV Part III



in a heartbeat, tiger, straight out the cup



You're light in the ass son, you weigh bout a buck



But I'm one-ninety physique, two-hundred and thirty-fo'



pounds total when I'm carryin the heat



Not platinum on wax but, platinum in the streets



Any nigga dat disagree, smack him in the teeth



Then I bag his little piece, rockin the ice



Give it to the projects for the rhyme of the night



(Why you actin like dat?) The weed made me do it



Devil's Advocate hot, can take days to do it



My crew do drugs that Wayne Reed couldn't breathe



Dry me in the sun I'll amount to ten keys



Redboned I'm bonin, MC's be clonin



That's before Doc stretch and mornin yawnin!




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Niggaz and you bitches, puff puff give



Niggaz and you bitches, pu