Redman - Maaad Crew lyrics

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Redman - Maaad Crew lyrics

We push weight with ice cubes in a cup (America's) most (wanted), police pin it up (Alize an Henny), thug pa**ion brother what Potent it get a girl pregnant off a finger ah Doc the code name, merging both lanes off the lot (We can die) Yeah I'm taking full blame I'm hard headed, cap fitted for ryhmes I touch up your shape up when Doc spit on the iron What it is my brother? (Trying to live my brother) How you live my brother? (Real civilized brother) I'm non-fragile when I walk the streets I rock with Force MDs not a force Chin check is in effect, catch wreck (Put him in a yoke, snap his neck) Mr. M-E-F (The bigheads is at it again) Bone shattering, beat battering men Scattering like roaches Bless 'em with the over dosage of black flag (Say goodbye you got no cla**) Ship sinking fast (Bon voyage) See you at the bottom when I spot um Grab him by the throat and say aaahuuumm I got 'em What's up my brother? What's up my brother? What's up my sis? What's up now sis? I got what you need You got what I need? Got the mad mad crew up in the house What's up my brother? What's up my brother? What's up my sis? What's up now sis? I got what you need You got what I need? Got the mad mad crew up in the house Yo dog it's my fault, Doc shock with volts Until deaf mutes can talk, cripple kids can walk My style will show guns what it is to spark It'll clear the park twenty miles apart Doc is like bad weather reports by Al Rourke If you're not from the tri-boro, story settled I pack gaudy metal for those who act fool Big fish in the water and we hard to harpoon I'm like open wounds pour the iodide in Messing with us is like Saving Private Ryan You acting out of line now you lying, dying Wash my evil hands in the fire hydrant Yeah girl, my kahuna's hooked up in the harness Flying through hard knock life and still touring My ropes pop in Chicago I hit the floor then Got up and woke up with a bird in the morning Ayo we mo' phat than down south trash, and you know that With format to blow the welcome of your door mat Toes tap now to hellafied sound Wipe your town off the road map, baby mess around I propose that you go and get your crew And get the bozack too, Def squad Wu Are just slaves to the rhythm Clinton is the Pres I still voted for Shirley Chisholm Poisonous venom, my philosophy get busy-ism The most beautiful, I get up in 'em Menace as usual, play your corner Slinging the ghetto pharmaceuticals, the Methadonna OD on Flinstone chewables and mary mary mary So dont ever say I didn't warn ya And I dont wanna be the one to sik the dogs on ya I'm still ghetto, I rhyme ghetto, my peoples ghetto Pants are saggy, teeth yellow Now thats what I call grimy, a million crazy kids behind me k**a Hills 10304 is where you'll find me If you're looking baby I'm right here (C'mon down!) What's up my brother? What's up my brother? What's up my sis? What's up now sis? I got what you need You got what I need? Got the mad mad crew up in the house What's up my brother? What's up my brother? What's up my sis? What's up now sis? I got what you need You got what I need? Got the mad mad crew up in the house

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