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redman - da fuck goin on lyrics

[verse]
yo, redman a og in the game, boy; i still got it
a bag of meth, like samuel l. wallet
i go postal out a cadillac
hit ’em wit’ the un+positive k, i ain’t havin’ that
i flip modes and rampage your zip codes
i done trenched coat, i’m heavier than klitzchko
the hemp smoke be my first love
i stayed around that purp, n+gga like, wendy and lisa
yeah, in ’89 i sold grams (how much, n+gga?)
and now, i sign women implants (yeah)
doc keep a attitude, hate him or like him
wolf tickets can’t be sold, i’m half liken
i do what i want on the regular
i get bread, get head; etcеtera etcetеra!
’90s era, versus the new content
a big difference like bompton and compton
now everybody wanna light the blunt wit’ me (oww)
you steal my lighter, you gon’ get a buck 50 (haha)

[chorus]
now what the f+ck goin’ on? (what the f+ck goin’ on?)
what the f+ck goin’ on? (what the f+ck goin’ on?)
yo, what the f+ck goin’ on? (what the f+ck goin’ on?)
yo, what the f+ck goin’ on? (let’s go)
[bridge]
i be on my grind
like yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah (yeah!)
i hope i’ve gotta use my nine (come on!)
like yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah+yeah (what the f+ck)

[outro]
now everybody throw your hands to the sky
wave ’em all around if you smokin’ that lye
keep ’em there
yo, mr. yellow run they jewels, my n+gga
(aight, n+ggas, y’all know what the f+ck it is)

- redman lyrics

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