Текст (слова) песни: Redman - Muddy Waters

East Coast, West Coast..
All my country, funky, brother, motherfuckers

[Verse One]
To my, no good niggaz, and my, no good bitches
Sorry if I left somebody leavin out with stitches
Seems y`all too bold for ya britches
Enslaved your mind like cotton pickers for runnin wit some rotten niggaz
I get raw to the core with hardcore metaphors
Resevoir Dog style, truly yours
Yes, I be the slug up in your chest
Then you wonder why you can`t feel the full strength of ciggarettes
My nationality is, brutality
I got the gun up under your leather nigga so walk casually
You`d be surprised how much info you can get
For a bottle of crack to find yo` punk ass and yo` kinfolks
Plus, that crew you run with is butt
I was dusted one day when I made your man choke up
Rappers comin to New Jersey and be gettin fucked up
Talkin about where they from and shit when dem sons ain`t runnin shit
and go off a BIT if you do a show in da Bricks
You`d swear you was fly and how we bring so much turbulence
I keep your nervous level high nigga
You better kiss your son and daughter, tell em bye nigga
When we creep

[Verse Two]
I give respect to all my woolly niggaz with the Rolex
Shinin briquettes, flashin cash and dumpin Moets
Especially when my royalty check is late, I don`t hesitate
I scoop up Keith, and see who`s flashin at the Palla-
-dium, hide your weed niggaz cause here I come
Lookin bummy for low profile, so loud MC`s overlook me
I slip the bartender some more
Just to tell me [how much cash and Dom P you pour]
Huh, I should start robbin rappers in the industry
If we ain`t clickin then I`m engineerin your injuries
Forty-eight tracks of automatics and facts
Lyrically splat-datted till your mentality blacks
And I don`t give a FUCK if you did thirty bids
Still I bring Ecstasy like I`m the rapper Jaleel
Blaow blaow blaow, lickin shots for your fuckin
mind, I got you niggaz duckin out like I`m one-time
Or five-oh, po-po, I drive hoes nutty
Like I be doin security at my live shows
Your A&R is a punk, he got you gassed
when I brutally smash any contender in my weight class
Aiyyo Twinz yo this nigga got jewels
(hold that nigga while I rob this fool)
When we creep

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