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Da Bullshit

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Da bullshit, IC-Don motherfucker, da bullshit Funk Doc, motherfucker, push whips, motherfucker Na, na, chill out, who got the weed in this motherfucker, yo Brick City, Jersey, I got the weed, homie Na, na, na chill, chill, chill, na, na chill , where the weed at It's da bullshit, bullshit, yo where the weed at fellas, what you lightin' Yo, yo, you motherfuckers gon' learn When it come to this shit, I ain't about takin' turns 'Cause Doc's in the place, the cold nigga, I'm too late to thaw Doc unfold niggas 'til they ribs is raw Whether you up the ball or ride the bitch My pens write with a vengeance and Viagra in Stay hard like the biceps when it's stacked I'm gritty, I wouldn't love in a tennis match I don't like to sign autographs half the time I scribble my name and draw a jackass design Calvin Kleins spilled on the floor, you just got Dogged on the tour, so, send some new whores, H O I got a food table to warm, a new neighbor to warn And people at the label I'm on Crunch time, what you think the forty-four is for When I grub, I want the whole smorgas board Gotta clean my act up and, get my thoughts straight Stop smashin' the five and appear in the court dates I won't ride the bike unless it's see be are With no tricks but a bitch it'll be on next I'm still wheel handlin, you die in a ambulance Block prime scramblin', glock nine handlin' Duckin' the flows of mind travelin' You heard it before, you ain't Sunshine Anderson Got a bomb plantin' and I'm ready for more Bitches gettin' in my party givin' head at the do All my niggas and my shorty's and get high in the audience I carry a gaudy gun, you'll die in the audience That's the bullshit, the bullshit We walk up in the club we on the bullshit That's the bullshit, the bullshit Fondling your bitch ass off the bullshit That's the bullshit, the bullshit Brick City, Brook-non off the bullshit That's the bullshit, that's the bullshit That's the- nah, nah, nah, nah, chill nigga That's the bullshit Yo, I put the pressure on a man without a gun in my hand His limpin' lenny turn around and then I pump from the pants One nine in each arm, I get hot as I squeeze from it Now he's a cheap ornament, died in a street tournament Peep the clues, not deep with dudes My Benz don't carry shoes 'cause I'm cheap as Jews But I let off this cannon bet your fleet would move After that I tell you and what the beat to do Fuck the Visine, duck when I lean out the window With a shottie with me and myself and Irene and my team f******ur mainstream dry off feet I'm explosive as Simon in Die Hard 3 Now you wavin' six flags like you at GA 'Cause my gun on standby like a flight delay Sprayin' water on all those whoever's hot Take they mic, take they jewels, then them Bezell, Doc Stop IC-Don, get gone, nigga I'm here Sippin' a beer, 5th with the clip in the rear That'll lift him off his feet, make him flip in the air I pull big guns out, like I'm hittin' a deer You don't really know when trouble come When you open your door and somebody In yo, house chewin' bubble gum With double guns, cocked in each hand Nigga, you about to be buried in beach sand I don't care if you broke or not I don't care if you sell weed, dope, coke or not Nigga, I still smoke the glock Give your face polka dots, y'all better hope I stop Man doom, I kidnap a classroom Hide 'em in the left wing of my bathroom Do you think you could survive all that we bring, ya Bullets, comin' at ya just as long as your finger And every, morning I linger on the corner just drinkin' Borin' and thinkin', how I'm 'bout to score with this ink pen You better hope we blow on this rappin' shit You don't want us to go under the mattresses Shorty lookin' at me funny like I don't get bank My house is hot bitch, I swim in my fish tank Every car got a bar, the whole clique drink I'm a dirty nigga, nuts sweaty, dick stink After we fuck, I'm takin' you to S and D's That's a lie bitch I am on ecstasy I won't remember none of this when the X in me So if you want s*x for free, check for me, IC-Don --- Da Bullshit - Redman

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Enviado el 12 de noviembre de 2022 Por Anonymous

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Nombre Lanzamiento o Álbum

Malpractice

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RAL (Rush Associated Label)

Fecha de Lanzamiento

1 de enero de 2001

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language Inglés

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when chill like with fuck stop your bullshit weed don't motherfucker that's it's want nigga just this what they icdon bitch 'cause

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