Get it live lyrics

Artist  : Redman 
Song : Get it live
 
 Yo, if this pussy nigger can't get it live
Get him the fuck out and let Doc take the job
I guaranteed hardcore funk for 3 months
Warrantee within that 3 months is like prenups
I take half, of everybody's sales
I don't give a fuck you're rap, r&b or folk or
country
You can do a duet lp with Billy Dee
I'm the Doc pure water, letting Baywatch to
slaughter
I jump off stage, and kick him in the fade
I'm lifted like my back carry helicopter blades
Fuck a police raid, this a bum rush
You'll agree like Siskel & Ebert, with your
thumbs up
Chorus:
Like Doc is that nigger that'll freak the funk
Yeah, Doc is that nigger that'll blaze the skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then
Yo, I see all y'all niggers trying to win
Dying to sin, liquidate my formats then apply to
skin
I put work in, my label should be buying a Benz
Cause with the chrome I'm swift like the hand on
Sharon Stone
Come on, It's about to swell up
Metronomes put holes in bitches' silicones, then
impale them
I hang with ghetto hoes that thumbtack their
ceiling
Cause when it's time to throw joints, they the
ones illin'
I weigh above 90 plus tax, kleptomaniac
Take the change out your blue mousetrap
Lo-jacks is no match to locate, what I
demonstrate
You need two Dr. Dre's to phone tap, me
Capital D-O, yo I keep a dirty piss when I see
P-O, yo
 
My phone number's 99-Fuck You
My crew swing like Bruce Lee nunchucks do
Up to, no good, to make myself clear
Any girl ask for drinks it's the biggest chicken
in here
Like Run say
('This is the way' --> Run-DMC)
Def Squad like it like that channel on Super Bowl
Sunday
Y'all niggers ain't ready, for Reggie
I be steady, to rob that bank in Philly
Bring Cousi out, ask her what the dilly?
Pass them the AKs so we can get busy
I mack one twelve with jock, with my neck up
This chicken's scoping, who the fuck parking that
Lex up?
It's D-O-C, Def Squad crew
I'm ready to fuck baby, how bout you?
Chorus
Yo, you ain't fresh, still crack a cold Beck's
And keep the hoes in check
Spit a rhyme to make your neck disconnect your
chest
This Gilette style be accurate M-X-X wallets
Doc, blow your wife and ex
At the Hotel Nico, spanking that could leak dough
I get you hot if you looking through the peephole
Niggers start ducking out, like I work for repo
4-4 talico, bitches yelling 'champagne'
I stick the whole Mo' bottle up inside a ho
Just cause I can flow, I'm not sucker
I just love to fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya
Chorus
I said Doc is that nigger that'll freak the funk
Yeah, I'll blow my fucking weed if you out of
skunk
Feel my vibe, give me five on the backhand side
Well alright then, well alright then