Royce & Reggie Royce Da 5'9" (Ft. Redman)
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[Intro: Redman]
Ayo, Royce!
I don't like that shit, nigga
I don't like that shit
Redman in the building
Royce Five-Fuckin-Nine in the fuckin' buildin'
Yeah, yeah
Yessir, let's get 'em, nigga, yo
[Verse 1: Redman & Royce Da 5'9"]
It's Red, nigga, my bar's up, I hit the gym
I see you walkin' in my shoes, they're my old Timbs
And when you ignorant, nigga, media roll them
And here's the cut, I'm Dr. Dre'in how I bail Em'
Yeah, in the Bay, they say I'm hella tough
They say "Red, you spit like kids on that yellow bus"
Plus I could go a hundred rounds, I hold it down
Like with smack, sayin' "It's too loud in the background"
That's me, I need a therapist, attitude airless
Arrogant likе a Arabic inheritance
My middle fingеrs say "God bless America"
Drop-top, blood in my mouth, bumpin' Jamiroquai
I goddamn D 'em, women all on my DM
Give 'em that super dick, yeah, I Apollo Creed 'em
I'm workin' smarter, not harder, no doors for my daughter
She learnin' to be a boss like her father, ehh
When it come to emceein', niggas ain't got a clue
That's why no Mission Impossible ya'll for me to Cruise
And haters hate cause I rock wit' that Coldplay
He ain't gon' last, he gon' fall, I say "Okay!"
Watch this while I'm high in a cockpit
You could die in a moshpit at my show and held for hostage
Yo Five-Nine! What up, Reggie? I make it clear
Tell Dae Dae' father that we the king around here
Ayo, Royce!
I don't like that shit, nigga
I don't like that shit
Redman in the building
Royce Five-Fuckin-Nine in the fuckin' buildin'
Yeah, yeah
Yessir, let's get 'em, nigga, yo
[Verse 1: Redman & Royce Da 5'9"]
It's Red, nigga, my bar's up, I hit the gym
I see you walkin' in my shoes, they're my old Timbs
And when you ignorant, nigga, media roll them
And here's the cut, I'm Dr. Dre'in how I bail Em'
Yeah, in the Bay, they say I'm hella tough
They say "Red, you spit like kids on that yellow bus"
Plus I could go a hundred rounds, I hold it down
Like with smack, sayin' "It's too loud in the background"
That's me, I need a therapist, attitude airless
Arrogant likе a Arabic inheritance
My middle fingеrs say "God bless America"
Drop-top, blood in my mouth, bumpin' Jamiroquai
I goddamn D 'em, women all on my DM
Give 'em that super dick, yeah, I Apollo Creed 'em
I'm workin' smarter, not harder, no doors for my daughter
She learnin' to be a boss like her father, ehh
When it come to emceein', niggas ain't got a clue
That's why no Mission Impossible ya'll for me to Cruise
And haters hate cause I rock wit' that Coldplay
He ain't gon' last, he gon' fall, I say "Okay!"
Watch this while I'm high in a cockpit
You could die in a moshpit at my show and held for hostage
Yo Five-Nine! What up, Reggie? I make it clear
Tell Dae Dae' father that we the king around here
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