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b real - hit em high (the monstars anthem) lyrics

ll cool j
miscellaneous
fuhgidabowdit”(feat. dmx, method man, redman
[ll cool j]
get the f-ck out of here, i’m ll cool
soakin wet with bad b-tches in the indoor pool
[redman]
yo what am i, an animal?

[ll]
cuz i bagged your’s too
one bad mooley, n-gg- you can’t school me
i’m the g.o.a.t., what i wrote cause fire and smoke
think i started on the choir singin solo for the pope
tell your mama please, get up off her knees
you can’t wear yellow spandex wit a -ss like cottage cheese
open toed shoes, feet smell like collard greens
toes -kriss krossed- like she on j. dupri’s team
bunyon you’re sittin up like beach b-lls in the sand plus
a mouth full of rotten teeth with a d-ld- in her hand
who the f-ck let you in, all my -ssistants are fired
now i’m lookin for some washed up rapper that i can hire
you know some old school n-gg- wit a bit of att-tude
pay him $1500 to f-ck a girl in an interlude
you say i’m souped up, well, soup is good food
so what i scratch my nuts, how the f-ck is that rude
for so glowin, afro pickin
s-curl hatin, jamaican rum sippin
[method man]
kid i’ll burp on your girl b-ttcheeks

[ll]
cuz honey had my nuts like two red beets
i’m bananas, out of my f-ckin mind they won’t let me back in
cuz i was down before the hype like dusty rhodes and bob backlund
bruno samartino, stan staziak
now the rock and stone cold are my favorite maniacs
the top rooster pluckin, chickens when i’m cluckin
wwf stands for when and where we f-ckin

fuhgidabowdit
yo kid
fuhgidabowdit
fuhgidabowdit
yo, fuhgidabowdit
yo, ey, fuhgidabowdit
ey, ey, fuhgidabowdit
eh, fuhgidabowdit

[redman]
yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
i’m like menace ii society
i roll through the drive thru like kane
jack you for the cheeseburgers and chicken wings, and daytons too
see my boys down the ride crack patience too
bricks, walk around, snorkel down
maccaroni and cheese timbs broke out the orphan house
transportin out, the poison in ’em
box ’em up in the aisle with the frozen dinners
[method man]
and them n-gg-s that ran…

[redman]
my goal’s to get ’em
with the heat seekin flow wit, fo’ antennas
doc’s da name, that’s why y’all f-ck wit me
i’m pocket change, the b-ms don’t f-ck with d
objective in ’em, carlo inspection sticka
check the pen, i write like a x was in ’em
teeth grittin, i brawl wit a major league mitten
[meth]
where the stash at, punk
[red]
yo, yo, and he takin me wit him

fuhgidabowdit
yo, fuhgidabowdit
ayo n-gg-, fuhgidabowdit
yo, yo, yo, fuhgidabowdit
yo dog, fuhgidabowdit
yo you heard, fuhgidabowdit
ayo you hear me, fuhgidabowdit
yo n-gg-, fuhgidabowdit

[method man]
yo, this be a cool j function, music get my blood pumpin
down for whatever, which usually means i’m up to somethin
who owe me somethin, them n-gg-s in the back frontin
they rockin cuffs and, put the eight up, rappercussion
you know my name, so there’s no need for introduction
i’m mr. done it all, so none of y’all can do me nothing
b-tch i’m grown, puffin on that one and bone
bet me and queen bee be swingin til the honey come
backs get blown, trash get thrown
in headlocks, from this view, i’m f-ckin star jones
i’m red hot just like candy, in ’95 won the grammy
[redman]
yo, he use it as an ashtray now
[method]
n-gg-s can’t stand or understand me, yeah
either or, funky headhunter wild comanchees wit sh-tty draws
what’s that sh-t, what sh-t, that sh-t on your lip
i can’t smoke wit ya kid, but i’ll save ya the clip…

fuhgidabowdit
ayo n-gg-, fuhgidabowdit
yo, what the f-ck, fuhgidabowdit
yo, fuhgidabowdit
uh, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
ayo dog, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
b-tches can’t stand me, fuhgidabowdit [dmx growl]
still pullin down her panties, fuhgidabowdit

[dmx]
the sh-t i see every day brings tears to my eyes
how i holla at my n-gg-s brings ears to my cries
stick n-gg-s for not knowin, then teach ’em somethin
b-tch n-gg-s talkin bout you from the streets you frontin
i never liked you, and you, i don’t know
so what the f-ck you think is ‘sposed to happen, we gon go
mono on mono, whatever n-gg-, i’m gon dust you
if you can’t take that -ss whoopin, i’m gon’ bust you
talkin to you like a lil n-gg- cuz you is
but don’t forget that daddy’s gonna always love his kids
f-ggot n-gg-s got the nerve to wan’ know why i rob
you guys are livin phat while everybody else’ll starve!
that pretty sh-t is lame, f-ck what your name hold
break a n-gg- off somethin, watch a n-gg- gain fo’
now you layin somewhere cold, stiff as sh-t
and all that riffin sh-t, mens will get you hit, b-tch

fuhgidabowdit

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