What You Talkin'

歌詞

Yeah, Gilla WKYA Radio, we be kicking ya ass nigga! Yo! Redman "on the mic" Epmd [Parrish Smith] When I walk up in the street, niggas like yo PMD you tight on the mic, yeah I know Dirty South bouncing, cause it did snow Even Mississippi get ten feet or more It's the doctor, these other rappers might follow you Me, I'm underground, I'm bound to strike for you Right outa Belleview, PMD the nutcase Raps stick to you like I just ate duct tape I'm like a CNN update You're tuned into a Rapnophobia on dub plates At night or up late, work in the market Black out like the one I pulled in August It wasn't nothing like hip-hop music Before Pro Tools took over two inch Mic Doc, 20 years on the stage Still Housing, still Mad, still on a Rampage [Chorus: Redman] When I hang out in Brooklyn, them niggas like Yo! When I'm in the Bronx, them niggas like Yo! When I'm in Manhattan, them niggas like Yo! When I'm up in Queens, them niggas like (Clown) But Bricks is in the house tonight I said Bricks is in the house tonight! Don't matter if you're black or you're white Just roll that shit, light that shit, smoke it [Redman] Dog, I'm hanging out my car, yelling out Yo! Who got the haze for me to twist Yo! Redman, the boss-a, rap like a pro While your home tip toeing to Al Jarreau I'm in the cut bleeding Trying to stop my niggas from selling dope to pumping weed and leaving this Fuck the stage, I'm in your hood Posted with more chains that June bug Spade Yeah I'm the pimp of the year Now sucker MCs can take the window or the stairs This is Gilla, Powfanalia Injected it got more power than Zelda Now you niggas know know know Brick city on overload load load And if your bitch start actin up She wanna run up with the dog dog I say stuck up bitches (Oh no) Punk ass niggas (Oh no) Brick city gonna take whatever We load me up and I high jack the Nebucadnezer [Chorus] [Erick Sermon] Hey yo, when I'm in the hood them niggas like Yo! Erick you're the reason why them dudes slow flow Yo! You the reason why them cats got dough You opened the door, and some of them owe Yo! DJ, I hustle and flow Ducking us this type like Russell Ingall Any beat should occur, cock the four, for real Last deal, I come out for the dumb out Talk 'til my shells run out, then crop it Like a movie scene and walk away clean I'm mean when it comes to hardcore deception Poker face swag, all in, I bet this I done rock shit to present MCing When I'm in the place its graced like I'm preaching Everybody's ears are open when I'm speaking Nigga, look how many fans I'm reaching [Chorus]