Coffee Shoppe 8Ball (Ft. Redman)

[Intro: Redman]
You are now, witnessing, the effects of the BUDDHA!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

[Verse 1: Redman]
Redman kick through your door
Liquidated then I come through your pores
Think the track is bleedin' get at the gauze
Mix, fidgit, 'fore I rip it in four's
Look at my face, you can tell that I'm slick
The blunt, excersize, 10 in the clip
Y'all niggas ready for the un-conterfit?
D-O, dot, bee-bo, tuck in your shit
That bogus holder of the sticky dolja
Got me appearing on the wanted poster
It's like when your body get caught on rotor's
Wnen I snap like strings through boat motors
My kitchen fridge look like Jeffery Dahmer's
Boys screamin' for mama from the drama
My hunger for hip-hop got my gun up
Yo 8Ball, hit the marijuana

[Verse 2: 8Ball]
Yeah, yeah
EightBall blazin' the hay
Inhale a pound almost every day
Real playas run the game that they play
That's why I'm doin' it the playa way
I say dope lines potent and real
Showin' skills all my homies can feel
Smile let you see the name on my grill
Cut the track up let me show you the deal
I be twisted with that Redman
We get it all, cookin' dope makin' bread man
I got the Eagle full of hollow tip lead man
Hear what I said man?
Can all that weak noise
I write, busta go and get your little weak boys
You know what bring a player joy?
Playin' with them Glock toys
See I avoid all suckas trippin'
Full of liquor, actin' like a bunch of women lippin'
Interested in what I be grippin'
Dippin' in the Benz zippin'
Pass all you haters fakin'
Runnin' round seein' real players imitatin'
Breakin' concentration, all up in my situation
Hay blazin'