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get off my dick - redman lyrics

[intro: ready roc & dj scoob doo]
uh*huh, yeah (live from the bricks)
uh*huh, yeah
uh*huh, yeah (come visit sometime)
yeah, uh*huh

[verse 1: ready roc, dj scoob doo & ]
yo, i’m a brick city n*gga, holdin’ on some figures
everybody ballin’ in the club that’s with us
my name is roc, roc, i roll (roc) through, keep the gun c*cked
every since i was nine, kept a gun in my lunch box (get ’em)
super official, money just ain’t the issue
also a magician, [?] ain’t you a [?]
david blaine when i’m rhymin’, any chart i be climbin’
and even stevie wonder could see that ready is shinin’ cause um (live from the bricks)
we know that it’s a fact, that doc could twist your gat
get your sisters sn*tchеd if you ever disrespеct mister black
mat’ a fact it’s a wrap, like i’m rockin’ a [?]
and i’m spittin’ out fire like i swallowed a uzi
you gotta excuse me, ’cause i am the sh*t
i’m not talkin’ for self, everyone in my clique (woo)
ready roc in this here (gotti clique), funk doc in this b*tch
you know gilla the house, and that gotti the clique
[chorus]
when i pull up in my ride, them birds run outside
i look ’em right in the eyes, like “get off my d*ck” (live from the bricks)
when i’m up in the club, my middle finger is up
i look around at the thugs, like, get off my d*ck
when i roll in the drop (gilla house), i get pulled over by cops
they ask me “where is the pot?” ([?] one deuce), n*gga, get off my d*ck
when we rockin’ the mic, you n*ggas know that we nice (woo, rise)
so 50k is the price, n*gga, get off my d*ck

[verse 2: icarus & dj scoob doo]
n*gga, i get gilla with it, fifth on my, hi*tip (hip)
rollin’ with my n*ggas and we blowin’ on that pip, (icarus) i’m [?]
n*ggas ask “what do gilla house mean?”, it mean
everything to do with gettin’ cream (get that money, n*gga)
it mean this nine got two clips in a beam, it mean
x strange, i’ma blow you out the frame (brra)
this is gilla, and n*gga we known to do the business
ic, i get your b*tch up out of her true religion
i knew the vision [?] school, i never choose to finish
i pick the jewels and listen to a lot of dudes in prison (c.o.)
my future vision come from white hair weed
ic, i’m so quick, my shadow ain’t near me

[chorus]
when i pull up in my ride, them birds run outside
i look ’em right in the eyes (gilla house n*ggas), like “get off my d*ck” (live from the bricks)
when i’m up in the club, my middle finger is up (shout out to the whole brooklyn)
i look around at the thugs (flatbush), like, get off my d*ck (stinkin’ lincoln)
when i roll in the drop, i get pulled over by cops (bushwick)
they ask me “where is the pot?” (brownsville), n*gga, get off my d*ck
when we rockin’ the mic ([?]), you n*ggas know that we nice (fun)
so 50k is the price (gilla house n*ggas), n*gga, get off my d*ck
[verse 3: redman]
yeah, yo, i get straight gilla with it, so b*tch, mind yo’ business
smokin’ in my five fifty, windows tinted
my name is doc, you know the name, i ain’t explainin’ sh*t
i’m livin’ color like them brother from the [?] kids (woo)
tone it down for next summer, so i do my numbers
got a gut, but it’s from the .45 in the stomach
it’s for them ceo n*ggas that don’t gimme my bread (give it up, n*gga)
i only f*ck sl*tty hoes, yeah, give me some head
i chop it up with real n*ggas that’s from outta town
that don’t talk out the side of they mouth like bobby brown
and if my flow is coke, these b*tches give me they throat
and they money so i bust a rhyme till they give me some mo’
it’s brick city in this b*tch, with a ounce in the jar
we organize mobbin’, we ain’t poppin’, next in yo’ car
i love a chick that like to only window shop at the mall
you dumb n*ggas outta time, you about to dissolve

[chorus]
when i pull up in my ride, them birds run outside
i look ’em right in the eyes, like “get off my d*ck”
when i’m up in the club, my middle finger is up
i look around at the thugs, like, get off my d*ck
when i roll in the drop, i get pulled over by cops (yeah, gilla house n*ggas)
they ask me “where is the pot?”, n*gga, get off my d*ck
when we rockin’ the mic, you n*ggas know that we nice (woo)
so 50k is the price, n*gga, get off my d*ck
[outro: redman, dj scoob doo, ]
(live from the bricks)
come meet us in brick city
them gilla house n*ggas is in the motherf*ckin’ building, yeah

gilla house (yeah)
(i see ya, ready roc)
uh*huh, let’s get it
yo
what’s good, what’s good?
you already know what it motherf*ckin’ is, n*gga
gilla house, gotti clique, n*gga (yeah, yeah)
dj scoob doo (yessir)
redman, live from the motherf*ckin’ bricks, n*gga
yo scoob, gimme some down south tracks, n*gga
alright, i got somethin’ for you

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