' You smokin', I'm smokin' You freakin', I'm freakin' You fuckin', we fuckin' You fucked up, we fucked up We make it, we take it You hate me, I hate you You
Translation: Def Squad. You Do I Do.
Translation: Def Squad. You Do, I Do.
', I'm smokin' You freakin', I'm freakin' You fuckin', we fuckin' You fucked up, we fucked up We make it, we take it You hate me, I hate you You talk
fucka You thugs out there, you don't got a clue (You got Def Squad, don't shoot the shit out) Yo, fuck you, you and you, fuck you and you (You got Bad
get yo ass in the afternoon I roll wit money gang SOD goon squad Yeah i'm rich but yo ass still can get robbed I got no black cars but I got a black
Rule blind ref to the def, what did you do Testing me trusting me, you lucky I'm for you If hip hop is dead then I must be immortal While I was on the
with a pen What more can I say, Doc billin? Gilla general, Def Squad lieutenant Ill at will, thought you knew I'm in the hood, you most wanted up in Malibu I
Def Squad nigga yeah, all in your mix Niggaz talk shit you get your ass kicked I ain't a Blood, but I'll throw you out the whip What you know about Pinot
to you, you, you Gilla house is comin' through And what your crew gonna do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
lookin' at Gilla, I wish I was down with them No time to turn back, I keep my eyes focused Slow like I'm on the I-95 smoking Like 'Ocean's Twelve' when I
as y'all Trick a bitch car payment off I'm a orangutan when the chain is off, nigga I set trip and I slowly blas With a axe, and a pump, and a goalie
bar codes on Think you catchin' me and my bitch? You dead wrong I'm over here prepared, blowin' a air horn You niggaz talk widdit I do it blind blindfolded
the highway at night to run a deer down; I look for the action Funk Doc, I don't look when I'm crashin! I'm so dope I could bundle cook-up by the aspirin
Blam)] They call me crazzzzzzzzzay I walk around like I just don't care Once you get a grip If I have to, I'll grab my fifth And throw shit up, put your
freeze the Nile, The Funk Child splits the river Then I crush, like the bom-ba-zee was rushed, through my verbal lust I'm spaced out, I lost my mind
Def Squad on the darkside Coming to you live and direct without further adieu I bring to you Redman one more time This is Jeff Stewart and you know how I do
hats Got a little Redman in town Who's that effin clown soundin' wack with the frown? I don't know man, but you better wonder what I would do While
