What U Lookin 4 Redman

[Redman]

It goes one for the mind and two for the money

Who dat wit skull tattooes and his nose runny

Its me, that funky MC, the Rrr-ah E

Indubitably, Im Jersey down to Mitentry

Officer, youre hawkin the, ninety-three Landcruise

When its real criminals, you should be watchin for

Get off my dick for what you dont got

Plus you probably never licked a shot on your block

Walkin to my car witcha nine out the holster

Put your hands on the steering wheel like ya sposed ta

I cooperate dont give the redneck no hassle

Because too many mistakes be happening to black folk



[Chorus]

I said what the fuck are you lookin 4?

Cant a young man make money anymore?

Hah hah, leave ya butt naked...

I said what the fuck are you lookin 4?

Cant a young man make money anymore?



[Redman]

Aiyyo stash that weed up while me and the cop is riffin

Damn I knew I shoulda got that stash box built-in

But its alright cause me and my niggaz roll tight

We all think alike, we jump out whoever packin pipe

Dont they know whos the freak from the East?

I get faded like Chong and Cheech without bleach

And started spittin game fore these cops start to reach

on these creeps, showin mentality from the streets

Even though we had a half a pound by the seats

My peeps never tweek, we handle shit when theres heat

Since one cop was white the otha was a brotha

I pulled out my tape and front page of the cover

of The Source, told him me and Janets on tour

Broke it down to whos my boss and who I rap for

Plus them niggaz, EPMD

Put me D, now Im runnin with the Green Eyed B

A-N-D-I-T, and Def Squad camp

Heres your Def Jam tickets and your autograph

Now haul ass, I got a meetin bout seven

Basically Im saying bye bye like Guy



[Chorus]



[Redman]

My license, been suspended, for about five years

The system got my ass in the jam

Cant even ride to see my fam in Alabam

I get petrified everytime I see the man throw the lights on (woop woop)

The mics on so I stress it

Shit Im haulin ass before I start undressin

Niggaz on they knees with they hands on the top of the

heads while the Feds crack jokes with the glock in ya

Dont get me wrong I know a lot of cool cops

Thatd let me go if I had two glocks and oowops

But, I dont, so, I keeps it, real

The five hundred series with deep dish peels

Quick, my bitch, stash, two clips, between two her tits

before the cops fuck with the Rrr-ah

Im a nigga of today a nigga of tomorrow, beyotch!



[Chorus]



To my people in Kentucky

rock rock on word is bond

Newark New Jersey

rock rock on word is bond

Atlanta Georgia

rock rock on word is bond

Connecticut

rock rock on word is bond

To my people up in Queens

rock rock on word is bond

Bri-donx in the house

rock rock on word is bond

Virginias in this bitch

rock rock on word is bond

San Francisco

rock rock on word is bond



Yeah, bitch ass niggaz rock this!


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