Redman - I Get Down Like That lyrics

(Intro) Redman: Hehehehe, got the buddha I need to put In, put It In the blunt, put It In the blunt, put It In the blunt, put It In the blunt, put It In the blunt, put It In the blunt, put It In the blunt [Verse 1: Redman] Aiyooo, I drops the science when I'm smoking the spliff Because i be that type of n***a that be f**ing yo' b**h I spit back to back on [?] still like Ron G While the Bom-zee got me and Keith on Dom P Now who's next to test that funk doctor Joe Pesc' Make shot's rain out your vest and your hoes rest I smash the bu*ter-est, emcee, but cool with smotherers Your guzzling, the Aqua-boogie 'till your bubblin' You drown in my funk doc aqueduct's If their's more rocks to crush Then there's more cop's to bust That's the hood rule If it's understood, cool Whichever him or her? Choose emcee i'll remove I chill the f** off when my cup runeth over With Chandon i rhyme to blow your composure Hit ya, wit' the, sh** kodak couldn't picture Flip a verse make crews-a disperse real quick-er! Now who's the nicest on the mic baby pa-rsnip I'm that crazy raw That you've been begging for [?????] I k**s, I thrills I You can feel the real my sk**s appeal the n***a, I get swifter when i swigger, Old E My styles tight like rims on vigors, It's the Funk Doctor spock and I'm breaking Buy a new car and watch the Jersey n***a's take 'em [Hook: Redman] "How you get down?" I get down like that "How you get down?" I get down like that "How you get down?" I get down like that Fake motherf**ers get dropped to the mat (x2) [Verse 2: Redman] You better realize, an*lyze, recognize that I'm The bomb a** motherf**er that sport Timber-linds The blacker the berry sweeter the juice, yeah true But when I'm through they be like "Are you in there, boo?" I'll never rock the cradle, I'm about getting paper I'll rape ya, for ya style, make my connect fatal Straight blows after blows, I'm constant with bomb sh** Make them nonsense emcees wonder who my moms is The Funk Doctor Spock, better known as Reggie Noble You wanna heat sh** up but n***a I'm already smokin' I split the back of emcees like phillies And if he [???] go multi-milly Total concentrations on the mic and the money I'm the type to get blunted and roll dice on a sunday Why don't you stick out your tongue and say "uhh" And you'll be [?] going down like J. Blige I take tokes, of the bombazee smoke Get your nose broke If your slippin' like the Pocono's slopes I rang out shots from my mouth a lot Like a thousand Glocks, pop a thousand watts On your housing block, Akh! I got the weed by the stash! [Hook: Redman] "How you get down?" I get down like that "How you get down?" I get down like that "How you get down?" I get down like that Fake motherf**ers get dropped to the mat (x2) [Verse 3: R.O.Z] It's R-O-Z the new kid on the scene Flow catching more vibes than B.L.S in the magazine I got it, locked with each release drop I be milk like [???] Or the nine-five Shock, straight from Jersey, Newark I represent To the fullest extent, I get bent in basements And run sh**, baby sis shoot the [?] Puff a choc and skunk mix, wylin out on this Ain't nothing you can do, when I scream on you We run through crews like dress rehearsal Redman and R.O.Z: We represent peace to n***as on [??] street, and the n***as and the b**hes that [??] [Verse 4: Redman] The badder the beats, the badder the badder freaks I have to keep the weed and Rat-tat-tat-er stashed in the jeeps And I, smoke the lye, whoever were to die Because i never seen a man high, until he hit Red lye Plus, my bag of vocal dust bust All you fake Emcees want to be down with us I'm leaving no witness To this, physical fitness This is for the REAL n***as and b**hes Hot as [???] Made a pit stop at your penelope Now i'm locked down for jayo felony HAH! We knock crews off mad [Hook: Redman] "How you get down?" I get down like that "How you get down?" I get down like that "How you get down?" I get down like that Fake motherf**ers get dropped to the mat (x2) [Outro: Redman] [??]With the dick up in your mouth Def Squad hit'S your a** two times While I'm on the mic busting my rhymes Peace to 07103 back to New Jersey back to Brooklyn (Brooklyn) All the n***as that be shooked in s** my dick one time, s** my dick one time Def Squad is in the house! s** my dick one time Peace to n***as in Cleveland Peace to all my n***as in the Chi town Peace to all my n***as in Atlanta Peace to all my n***as in Virginia Peace to all my n***as up in Jersey Peace to all my n***as in the Ill town Peace to all my n***as up in Newark too This is how we do [?] we run right through Peace to Brooklyn, peace to Uptown, peace to Queens You know what I mean back to the Bronx Leave you stomped, that ain't no calm Word is bond, I be romping stomping Just like I was bumping of the funk set Funkdocter Spock left your brain wet Def Squad is in the house [?] dick up in yo mouth DJ Twins Hahaha my n***a haha