Da Bullshit - Album Version (Explicit)

Song Da Bullshit - Album Version (Explicit)
Artist Redman
Artist Icarus
Album Malpractice

Lyrics

[00:01.04] Thats that bullshit
[00:02.10] Ic-don motherfucker
[00:02.78] Da bullshit
[00:04.09] Funk doc motherfucker
[00:06.28] Push whips motherfucker
[00:07.28] Na, na chill out who got the weed in this motherfucker yo?
[00:10.27] Brick city, jersey, I got the weed homie...
[00:13.03] Na, na, na chill, chill, chill, na, na chill nigga, where the weed at?
[00:16.17] Its da bullshit, bullshit
[00:17.74] Ppp nigga
[00:18.37] Yo where the weed at fellas? what you lightin?
[00:20.38] Yo, yo, you motherfuckers gon learn
[00:21.44] When it come to this shit, I aint about takin turns
[00:23.44] Cuz docs in the place
[00:24.94] The cold nigga, Im too late to thaw
[00:27.06] Doc unfold niggas til they ribs is raw
[00:29.49] Whether you up the ball or ride the bitch
[00:31.74] My pens write with a vengeance and viagra in
[00:33.92] Stay hard like the biceps when its stacked
[00:35.67] Im gritty, I wouldnt love in a tennis match
[00:38.10] I dont like to sign autographs half the time
[00:41.54] I scribble my name and draw a jackass design
[00:44.17] Calvin kleins spalled on the floor
[00:46.23] You just got, dogged on the tour, so, send some new whores ho
[00:49.60] I got a food table to warm, a new neighbor to warn
[00:52.42] And people at the label Im on
[00:54.00] Crunch time, what you think the forty-four is for
[00:56.26] When I grub I want the whole smorgasboard
[00:58.84] Gotta clean my act up and, get my thoughts straight
[01:01.13] Stop smashin the five and appear in the court dates
[01:03.83] I wont ride the bike unless its c b r
[01:06.32] Wit no tricks but a bitch itll be on next
[01:08.70] Im still wheel handlin, you die in a ambulance
[01:11.08] Block prime scramblin, glock nine handlin
[01:12.89] Duckin the flows of mind travelin
[01:16.12] You heard it before, you aint sunshine anderson
[01:17.99] Got a bomb plantin and Im ready fo mo
[01:21.15] Bitches gettin in my party givin head at the do
[01:23.90] All my niggas and my shortys and get high in the audience
[01:26.47] I carry a gaudy gun, youll die in the audience
[01:28.72] Thats the bullshit, the bullshit
[01:30.87] We walk up in the club we on the bullshit
[01:33.12] Thats the bullshit, the bullshit
[01:35.55] Fondlin your bitch ass off the bullshit
[01:37.99] Thats the bullshit, the bullshit
[01:40.62] Brick city, brook-non off the bullshit
[01:42.93] Thats the bullshit, thats the bullshit
[01:45.30] Thats the- nah, nah, nah, nah, chill nigga, thats the bullshit
[01:47.99] Yo, I put the pressure on a man without a gun in my hand
[01:50.87] His limpin lenny turn around and then I pump from the pants
[01:53.18] One nine in each arm, I get hot as I squeeze from it
[01:55.89] Now hes a cheap ornament, died in a street tournament
[01:57.89] Peep the clues, not deep wit dudes
[02:00.01] My benz dont carry shoes cuz Im cheap as jews
[02:02.60] But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move
[02:05.17] After that I tell you and what the beat to do
[02:07.61] Fuck the visine, duck when I lean out the window
[02:09.86] Wit a shottie wit me and myself and irene and my team
[02:12.91] Fuck your mainstream dry off feet
[02:14.72] Im explosive as simon in die hard 3
[02:17.17] Now you wavin six flags like you at ga
[02:19.61] Cuz my gun on standby like a flight delay
[02:22.06] Sprayin water on all those whoevers hot
[02:24.50] Take they mic, take they jewels, then them bezell, doc...
[02:27.62] Stop ic-don, get gone, nigga Im here
[02:29.57] Sippin a beer, 5th with the clip in the rear
[02:31.96] Thatll lift him off his feet, make him flip in the air
[02:34.64] I pull big guns out, like Im hittin a deer
[02:37.35] You dont really know when trouble come
[02:38.97] When you open your door and somebody in yo house chewin bubble gum
[02:42.09] With double guns, cocked in each hand
[02:44.29] Nigga you about to be buried in beach sand
[02:46.63] I dont care if you broke or not
[02:48.62] I dont care if you sell weed, dope, coke or not
[02:51.65] Nigga I still smoke the glock
[02:53.78] Give your face polka dots, yall better hope I stop
[02:56.41] Man doom, I kidnap a classroom
[02:58.97] Hide em in the left wing of my bathroom
[03:01.35] Do you think you could survive all that we bring ya
[03:03.97] Bullets, comin at ya just as long as your finger
[03:06.37] And every, morning I linger on the corner just drinkin
[03:09.00] Borin and thinkin, how Im bout to score with this ink pen
[03:11.95] You better hope we blow on this rappin shit
[03:13.94] You dont want us to go under the mattresses
[03:15.96] Shorty lookin at me funny like I dont get bank
[03:18.51] My house is hot bitch, I swim in my fish tank
[03:21.01] Every car got a bar, the whole clique drink
[03:23.32] Im a dirty nigga, nuts sweaty, dick stink
[03:25.88] After we fuck, Im takin you to s and ds
[03:28.31] Thats a lie bitch I am on ecstasy
[03:30.57] I wont remember none of this when the x in me
[03:33.13] So if you want sex for free, check for me, ic-don...