What U Lookin` 4 lyrics

Artist  : Redman 
Song : What U Lookin` 4



 Send "What U Lookin` 4" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

It goes one for the mind and two for the
money
Who dat wit skull tattooes and his nose
runny
It's me that funky MC the Rrr ah
E
Indubitably I'm Jersey down to
Mitentry
Officer you're hawkin the ninety
three Landcruise
When it's real criminals you
should be watchin for
Get off my dick for what
you don't got
Plus you probably never licked a
shot on your block
Walkin to my car witcha
nine out the holster
Put your hands on the
steering wheel like ya sposed ta
I cooperate
don't give the redneck no hassle
Because too
many mistakes be happening to black
folk

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I said what the
fuck are you lookin 4?
Can't a young man make
money anymore?
Hah hah, leave ya butt
naked...
I said what the fuck are you lookin
4?
Can't a young man make money
anymore?

Aiyyo stash that weed up while me
and the cop is riffin
Damn I knew I shoulda got
that stash box built-in
But it's alright cause
me and my niggaz roll tight
We all think
alike, we jump out whoever packin pipe
Don't
they know who's the freak from the East?
I get
faded like Chong and Cheech without bleach
And
started spittin game 'fore these cops start to
reach
on these creeps, showin mentality from
the streets
Even though we had a half a pound
by the seats
My peeps never tweek, we handle
shit when there's heat
Since one cop was white
the otha was a brotha
I pulled out my tape and
front page of the cover
of The Source, told
him me and Janet's on tour
Broke it down to
who's my boss and who I rap for
Plus them
niggaz, EPMD
Put me D, now I'm runnin with the
Green Eyed B
A-N-D-I-T, and Def Squad
camp
Here's your Def Jam tickets and your
autograph
Now haul ass, I got a meetin bout
seven
Basically I'm saying bye bye like
Guy

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My license, been
suspended, for about five years
The system got
my ass in the jam
Can't even ride to see my fam
in Alabam'
I get petrified everytime I see the
man throw the lights on (woop woop)
The mic's
on so I stress it
Shit I'm haulin ass before I
start undressin
Niggaz on they knees with they
hands on the top of the
heads while the Feds
crack jokes with the glock in ya
Don't get me
wrong I know a lot of cool cops
That'd let me
go if I had two glocks and oowops
But, I
don't, so, I keeps it, real
The five hundred
series with deep dish peels
Quick, my bitch,
stash, two clips, between two her tits
before
the cops fuck with the Rrr-ah
I'm a nigga of
today a nigga of tomorrow,
beyotch!

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To my people in
Kentucky rock rock on word is bond
Newark New
Jersey rock rock on word is bond
Atlanta
Georgia rock rock on word is bond
Connecticut
rock rock on word is bond
To my people up in
Queens rock rock on word is bond
Bri-donx in
the house rock rock on word is bond
Virginia's
in this bitch rock rock on word is bond
San
Francisco rock rock on word is bond

Yeah,
bitch ass niggaz rock this!