Radical Stuff & Lo Greco Bros – 1,2,3… And Four

Radical Stuff & Lo Greco Bros – 1,2,3… And Four Lyrics

Artist: Radical Stuff & Lo Greco Bros
Song: 1,2,3… And Four

One, two, three
(come on) one, two, three
One, two, three
One, two, three

One, two, three
So one need the motherf#cking two
{?} the motherf#cking three
Yeah, me the g who talk

And i don’t joke but i smoke every {?}
Mc’s: that’s my favourite dish
I takin’-i takin’- i takin’, i smoke {?}
So {?} i’m still getting paid

And like i said {?} when i play
I play with the f#cking lung
And if you gotta to say: “you suck”, simply don’t
Pow-pow, money come, money go

And when the business go for another one
{?} but {?} the one
That’s why that the time i gotta go for mine
Every {?}

You {?} your life and you can say you had {?}
{?} don’t stop {?} mc’s
Drop that sh#t or just listen
{?} me the g

So i don’t smoke rap, i smoke mc’s
I have a couple of joints, that are left in my pocket
The motherf#cking cops {?}
And: “put off the gas, the documents please”

I thought i left {?} but who the f#ck {?}
In any case, yo, i knew that i was clean-ah
And {?} smoke, yeah, you know what i mean
But the cops {?}, not a human being

In fact all the n#gg#s {?}
You {?}
They get {?} asking my name
I say: “yo, {?} n#gg# known as s-e-a-n”

They said: “sam”, i said: “no, my name is sean”
They say: “it doesn’t matter, where the f#ck are you {?}”
Ah, yeah
Radical stuff

Yo, son, check this out
Ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Listen, you’ve got {?} a guest

Just to make sure that you never {?}
{?} for me, sucker, i’m just a mess
Lyrical, {?}, comical {?} in your chest
m#th*rf#ck*r, we tryna {?} but you a sucker

What? f#cker {?}, say: “bye” (bye)
You don’t have a life (you m#th*rf#ck*r {?}) {?}
I told you, {?}
Ah, ah, the second turn

For you (ah, ah)
Would you please make some noise?
Ah, yeah
{?} it on

{?} and it comes to o, to the b, to the e
To let the m#th*rf#ck*r know that i’m g
So it’s me who take the-take the-take the m-i-c
Yo, i don’t like to smoke any sh#t

Especially when the sh#t is cheap
So i {?} makin’ a-makin’ a hit
And if i don’t like then i gotta spit on {?}
I’m a rhyme writer {?}

Over time i {?}
It’s up for you to {?} f#ckin’ move
Many mc’s need to know
That sometime we joke, but sometimes no

Crap, anybody knows that
And everybody know what’s the real effect
So i {?}, the wickity-wickity-wickity-wack that come correct
It’s time for me to go, but let me say, please

I don’t smoke crack, i smoke mc’s
Straight from the heart of jazz
And hip-hop and you don’t stop
Straight from the heart of jazz

And hip-hop and you don’t stop
For all the people over there
The people, the people
The people over there, come on

Everybody say: “sex” (sex)
More sex, more sex, i like sex, i like sex
Say: “sex, sex, sex”, sex, sex, sex
Say: “sex, sex, sex” sex, sex, sex

All the people on the left, the people, the people
The people on the left, come on, (the people, the people)
Can you hear me? say: “money” (money)
Say: “money” (money)

Say: “money, money, money”, money, money, money
Say: “money, money, money” money, money, money
Ah, yeah, for all the people in the middle
I wanna hear you one time, one time

Yo, are you ready? are you ready?
Say: “go radical stuff, go radical stuff, go”
Go radical stuff, go radical stuff, go
Go radical stuff, go radical stuff, go

Go radical stuff, go radical stuff, go
Ah, sh#t, take it {?}
Take it {?}, man
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Ah, yeah
You don’t stop
Yo, party people
Are you feeling good?

Are you feeling good?
Are you feeling good?
Yeah
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Radical Stuff & Lo Greco Bros Lyrics – 1,2,3… And Four

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From the album:
Jazzy Rap Night Live
Release Year: 2011