Song | Enjoy Da Ride - Album Version (Explicit) |
Artist | Redman |
Artist | Method Man |
Artist | Saukrates |
Artist | YoungStar |
Album | Malpractice |
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[00:21.47] | Yo, I know the streets is watchin |
[00:22.96] | Dirty date niggas caught blockin or glockin |
[00:24.34] | Waitin for my down four street got options |
[00:26.95] | **** yall, yall can ball, ima stay rockin |
[00:29.08] | All emcees falled when I heard the albums droppin |
[00:31.51] | Nuttin but the hottest hip-hop rap concoction |
[00:33.38] | Raps in a state of emergency, its shockin |
[00:35.50] | I produce joints that loosen up the socket |
[00:37.70] | Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock shit |
[00:40.19] | Bang your head to this, pump your fist if your feelin it |
[00:42.62] | Ride the **** out, bust a clip for the **** of it |
[00:45.07] | This is as good as it get, who you rollin with? (you) |
[00:47.75] | Who the ultimate? (wu) |
[00:48.76] | Stay commited, sold my soul to this rap shit |
[00:50.32] | Slow your roll, strike a bowl, you get glapped quick |
[00:52.15] | I roll with, ghetto bastard with biscuits |
[00:53.58] | And grab my dick and flick it, get the picture |
[00:56.79] | Yo, yo, yo, I cop a new benz, crash the front |
[01:03.16] | |
[01:15.24] | So hard the airbags use nasal pumps |
[01:17.37] | Jump out, cock the shoti (rasie em up) |
[01:19.87] | I stomp holes if the ground aint paved enough |
[01:21.76] | Inform the former the first step was a warm-up |
[01:23.88] | The next stepll bomb on where your car alarm was |
[01:26.14] | Chikens thatll run in, burn the barn up |
[01:28.35] | Shotsll tear sean john and phat farm up |
[01:30.40] | I never gotta soul train award |
[01:32.02] | Never lost to emcees as lame as yall |
[01:34.58] | Never, trick a bitch car payment off |
[01:36.71] | Im a orangatang when the chain is off |
[01:38.95] | Nigga, ecentric and I slowly blast with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask |
[01:43.19] | Leavin stains of blood on your rolie glass |
[01:45.31] | When Im in your hood nigga throw me bags |
[01:47.51] | Lets trick the night fantastic |
[02:05.44] | Im flexable, they used to call me plastic |
[02:55.40] | These big butt bitches get they ass kicked |
[03:00.84] | It is what it is, shittin on yall kids |
[03:01.02] | Couldnt live where we live |
[03:01.14] | I cant be defeated like nobody used to wizz |
[03:01.40] | Like, when daddys home cant nobody beat the kids |
[03:01.64] | Right? you know the clan and you know the ****in man |
[03:01.90] | Meth rock a mic without a kickstand |
[03:02.09] | Two blunts, and razors in his wristband |
[03:02.27] | Slap you and your bitch man |
[03:02.40] | Lookin in your lobby, call me stick-man |
[03:03.53] | When its goin down, call me quicksand |
[03:03.73] | Zero to sixty in a second, pack a smith & weston |
[03:04.79] | And if the price is right, you can be the next contestant |
[03:06.11] | For this aggression, no question, m-e to the f it be flexin |
[03:07.48] | As hard as my erection, kid learn your lesson |
[03:08.47] | Cuz what if I decide to start testin the joint in the mutha****in session? |
[03:08.81] | Let a nigga get into it |
[03:09.31] | Lubricate yall veins with your do-it fluid |
[03:10.49] | I einstein these rymes, spit these thangs to prove it |
[03:11.56] | Cross with the mac, in fact my games are truest |
[03:11.82] | Now Im on the highway, doing it my way |
[03:12.95] | With street the legal, meth, roc, and doc friday |
[03:13.38] | Performin like the weather was warm |
[03:14.94] | And drop heat on the streets through zero degree storms |
[03:16.31] | And keep the ghetto, pop your metal |
[03:16.50] | Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic yellow |
[03:17.50] | The addiction, aint no friction |
[03:17.63] | I got them rap heads fillin out a prescription |
[03:21.93] | With diciton, they in thick, when I put fire to the stakes |
[03:24.49] | And burn the arch, like a iron to your face |
[03:26.41] | These long hard years spent oxy-cleanin - make it clear |
[03:29.04] | Look out! big sauks is here, hit the button |
[00:21.47] | Yo, I know the streets is watchin |
[00:22.96] | Dirty date niggas caught blockin or glockin |
[00:24.34] | Waitin for my down four street got options |
[00:26.95] | yall, yall can ball, ima stay rockin |
[00:29.08] | All emcees falled when I heard the albums droppin |
[00:31.51] | Nuttin but the hottest hiphop rap concoction |
[00:33.38] | Raps in a state of emergency, its shockin |
[00:35.50] | I produce joints that loosen up the socket |
[00:37.70] | Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock shit |
[00:40.19] | Bang your head to this, pump your fist if your feelin it |
[00:42.62] | Ride the out, bust a clip for the of it |
[00:45.07] | This is as good as it get, who you rollin with? you |
[00:47.75] | Who the ultimate? wu |
[00:48.76] | Stay commited, sold my soul to this rap shit |
[00:50.32] | Slow your roll, strike a bowl, you get glapped quick |
[00:52.15] | I roll with, ghetto bastard with biscuits |
[00:53.58] | And grab my dick and flick it, get the picture |
[00:56.79] | Yo, yo, yo, I cop a new benz, crash the front |
[01:03.16] | |
[01:15.24] | So hard the airbags use nasal pumps |
[01:17.37] | Jump out, cock the shoti rasie em up |
[01:19.87] | I stomp holes if the ground aint paved enough |
[01:21.76] | Inform the former the first step was a warmup |
[01:23.88] | The next stepll bomb on where your car alarm was |
[01:26.14] | Chikens thatll run in, burn the barn up |
[01:28.35] | Shotsll tear sean john and phat farm up |
[01:30.40] | I never gotta soul train award |
[01:32.02] | Never lost to emcees as lame as yall |
[01:34.58] | Never, trick a bitch car payment off |
[01:36.71] | Im a orangatang when the chain is off |
[01:38.95] | Nigga, ecentric and I slowly blast with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask |
[01:43.19] | Leavin stains of blood on your rolie glass |
[01:45.31] | When Im in your hood nigga throw me bags |
[01:47.51] | Lets trick the night fantastic |
[02:05.44] | Im flexable, they used to call me plastic |
[02:55.40] | These big butt bitches get they ass kicked |
[03:00.84] | It is what it is, shittin on yall kids |
[03:01.02] | Couldnt live where we live |
[03:01.14] | I cant be defeated like nobody used to wizz |
[03:01.40] | Like, when daddys home cant nobody beat the kids |
[03:01.64] | Right? you know the clan and you know the in man |
[03:01.90] | Meth rock a mic without a kickstand |
[03:02.09] | Two blunts, and razors in his wristband |
[03:02.27] | Slap you and your bitch man |
[03:02.40] | Lookin in your lobby, call me stickman |
[03:03.53] | When its goin down, call me quicksand |
[03:03.73] | Zero to sixty in a second, pack a smith weston |
[03:04.79] | And if the price is right, you can be the next contestant |
[03:06.11] | For this aggression, no question, me to the f it be flexin |
[03:07.48] | As hard as my erection, kid learn your lesson |
[03:08.47] | Cuz what if I decide to start testin the joint in the mutha in session? |
[03:08.81] | Let a nigga get into it |
[03:09.31] | Lubricate yall veins with your doit fluid |
[03:10.49] | I einstein these rymes, spit these thangs to prove it |
[03:11.56] | Cross with the mac, in fact my games are truest |
[03:11.82] | Now Im on the highway, doing it my way |
[03:12.95] | With street the legal, meth, roc, and doc friday |
[03:13.38] | Performin like the weather was warm |
[03:14.94] | And drop heat on the streets through zero degree storms |
[03:16.31] | And keep the ghetto, pop your metal |
[03:16.50] | Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic yellow |
[03:17.50] | The addiction, aint no friction |
[03:17.63] | I got them rap heads fillin out a prescription |
[03:21.93] | With diciton, they in thick, when I put fire to the stakes |
[03:24.49] | And burn the arch, like a iron to your face |
[03:26.41] | These long hard years spent oxycleanin make it clear |
[03:29.04] | Look out! big sauks is here, hit the button |
[00:21.47] | Yo, I know the streets is watchin |
[00:22.96] | Dirty date niggas caught blockin or glockin |
[00:24.34] | Waitin for my down four street got options |
[00:26.95] | yall, yall can ball, ima stay rockin |
[00:29.08] | All emcees falled when I heard the albums droppin |
[00:31.51] | Nuttin but the hottest hiphop rap concoction |
[00:33.38] | Raps in a state of emergency, its shockin |
[00:35.50] | I produce joints that loosen up the socket |
[00:37.70] | Crowd surf through the mosh pit on some rock shit |
[00:40.19] | Bang your head to this, pump your fist if your feelin it |
[00:42.62] | Ride the out, bust a clip for the of it |
[00:45.07] | This is as good as it get, who you rollin with? you |
[00:47.75] | Who the ultimate? wu |
[00:48.76] | Stay commited, sold my soul to this rap shit |
[00:50.32] | Slow your roll, strike a bowl, you get glapped quick |
[00:52.15] | I roll with, ghetto bastard with biscuits |
[00:53.58] | And grab my dick and flick it, get the picture |
[00:56.79] | Yo, yo, yo, I cop a new benz, crash the front |
[01:03.16] | |
[01:15.24] | So hard the airbags use nasal pumps |
[01:17.37] | Jump out, cock the shoti rasie em up |
[01:19.87] | I stomp holes if the ground aint paved enough |
[01:21.76] | Inform the former the first step was a warmup |
[01:23.88] | The next stepll bomb on where your car alarm was |
[01:26.14] | Chikens thatll run in, burn the barn up |
[01:28.35] | Shotsll tear sean john and phat farm up |
[01:30.40] | I never gotta soul train award |
[01:32.02] | Never lost to emcees as lame as yall |
[01:34.58] | Never, trick a bitch car payment off |
[01:36.71] | Im a orangatang when the chain is off |
[01:38.95] | Nigga, ecentric and I slowly blast with a axe, and a pump, and a goalie mask |
[01:43.19] | Leavin stains of blood on your rolie glass |
[01:45.31] | When Im in your hood nigga throw me bags |
[01:47.51] | Lets trick the night fantastic |
[02:05.44] | Im flexable, they used to call me plastic |
[02:55.40] | These big butt bitches get they ass kicked |
[03:00.84] | It is what it is, shittin on yall kids |
[03:01.02] | Couldnt live where we live |
[03:01.14] | I cant be defeated like nobody used to wizz |
[03:01.40] | Like, when daddys home cant nobody beat the kids |
[03:01.64] | Right? you know the clan and you know the in man |
[03:01.90] | Meth rock a mic without a kickstand |
[03:02.09] | Two blunts, and razors in his wristband |
[03:02.27] | Slap you and your bitch man |
[03:02.40] | Lookin in your lobby, call me stickman |
[03:03.53] | When its goin down, call me quicksand |
[03:03.73] | Zero to sixty in a second, pack a smith weston |
[03:04.79] | And if the price is right, you can be the next contestant |
[03:06.11] | For this aggression, no question, me to the f it be flexin |
[03:07.48] | As hard as my erection, kid learn your lesson |
[03:08.47] | Cuz what if I decide to start testin the joint in the mutha in session? |
[03:08.81] | Let a nigga get into it |
[03:09.31] | Lubricate yall veins with your doit fluid |
[03:10.49] | I einstein these rymes, spit these thangs to prove it |
[03:11.56] | Cross with the mac, in fact my games are truest |
[03:11.82] | Now Im on the highway, doing it my way |
[03:12.95] | With street the legal, meth, roc, and doc friday |
[03:13.38] | Performin like the weather was warm |
[03:14.94] | And drop heat on the streets through zero degree storms |
[03:16.31] | And keep the ghetto, pop your metal |
[03:16.50] | Smoke it like a cigarette till ya optic yellow |
[03:17.50] | The addiction, aint no friction |
[03:17.63] | I got them rap heads fillin out a prescription |
[03:21.93] | With diciton, they in thick, when I put fire to the stakes |
[03:24.49] | And burn the arch, like a iron to your face |
[03:26.41] | These long hard years spent oxycleanin make it clear |
[03:29.04] | Look out! big sauks is here, hit the button |