Redman – Get Off My Dick Lyrics
Artist: Redman
Song: Get Off My Dick
Uh-huh, yeah (live from the bricks)
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah (come visit sometime)
Yeah, uh-huh
Yo, i’m a brick city n#gg#, holdin’ on some figures
Everybody ballin’ in the club that’s with us
My name is roc, ready roc, i roll (roc) through, keep the gun cocked
Every since i was nine, kept a gun in my lunch box (get ’em)
Super official, money just ain’t the issue
Also a magician, {?} ain’t you a {?}
David blaine when i’m rhymin’, any chart i be climbin’
And even stevie wonder could see that ready is shinin’ cause um (live from the bricks)
We know that it’s a fact, that doc could twist your gat
Get your sisters snatchеd if you ever disrespеct mister black
Mat’ a fact it’s a wrap, like i’m rockin’ a {?}
And i’m spittin’ out fire like i swallowed a uzi
You gotta excuse me, ’cause i am the sh#t
I’m not talkin’ for self, everyone in my clique (woo)
Ready roc in this here (gotti clique), funk doc in this b#tch
You know gilla the house, and that gotti the clique
When i pull up in my ride, them birds run outside
I look ’em right in the eyes, like “get off my dick” (live from the bricks)
When i’m up in the club, my middle finger is up
I look around at the thugs, like, get off my dick
When i roll in the drop (gilla house), i get pulled over by cops
They ask me “where is the pot?” ({?} one deuce), n#gg#, get off my dick
When we rockin’ the mic, you n#gg#s know that we nice (woo, rise)
So 50k is the price, n#gg#, get off my dick
n#gg#, i get gilla with it, fifth on my, hi-tip (hip)
Rollin’ with my n#gg#s and we blowin’ on that pip, (icarus) i’m {?}
n#gg#s ask “what do gilla house mean?”, it mean
Everything to do with gettin’ cream (get that money, n#gg#)
It mean this nine got two clips in a beam, it mean
X strange, i’ma blow you out the frame (brra)
This is gilla, and n#gg# we known to do the business
Ic, i get your b#tch up out of her true religion
I knew the vision {?} school, i never choose to finish
I pick the jewels and listen to a lot of dudes in prison (c.o.)
My future vision come from white hair weed
Ic, i’m so quick, my shadow ain’t near me
When i pull up in my ride, them birds run outside
I look ’em right in the eyes (gilla house n#gg#s), like “get off my dick” (live from the bricks)
When i’m up in the club, my middle finger is up (shout out to the whole brooklyn)
I look around at the thugs (flatbush), like, get off my dick (stinkin’ lincoln)
When i roll in the drop, i get pulled over by cops (bushwick)
They ask me “where is the pot?” (brownsville), n#gg#, get off my dick
When we rockin’ the mic ({?}), you n#gg#s know that we nice (fun)
So 50k is the price (gilla house n#gg#s), n#gg#, get off my dick
Yeah, yo, i get straight gilla with it, so b#tch, mind yo’ business
Smokin’ in my five fifty, windows tinted
My name is doc, you know the name, i ain’t explainin’ sh#t
I’m livin’ color like them brother from the {?} kids (woo)
Tone it down for next summer, so i do my numbers
Got a gut, but it’s from the .45 in the stomach
It’s for them ceo n#gg#s that don’t gimme my bread (give it up, n#gg#)
I only f#ck sl#tty hoes, yeah, give me some head
I chop it up with real n#gg#s that’s from outta town
That don’t talk out the side of they mouth like bobby brown
And if my flow is coke, these b#tches give me they throat
And they money so i bust a rhyme till they give me some mo’
It’s brick city in this b#tch, with a ounce in the jar
We organize mobbin’, we ain’t poppin’, next in yo’ car
I love a chick that like to only window shop at the mall
You dumb n#gg#s outta time, you about to dissolve
When i pull up in my ride, them birds run outside
I look ’em right in the eyes, like “get off my dick”
When i’m up in the club, my middle finger is up
I look around at the thugs, like, get off my dick
When i roll in the drop, i get pulled over by cops (yeah, gilla house n#gg#s)
They ask me “where is the pot?”, n#gg#, get off my dick
When we rockin’ the mic, you n#gg#s know that we nice (woo)
So 50k is the price, n#gg#, get off my dick
Uh-huh, yeah (live from the bricks)
Come meet us in brick city
Them gilla house n#gg#s is in the motherf#ckin’ building, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Gilla house (yeah)
Uh-huh, let’s get it (i see ya, ready roc)
Uh-huh, let’s get it
Yo
What’s good, what’s good?
You already know what it motherf#ckin’ is, n#gg#
Gilla house, gotti clique, n#gg# (yeah, yeah)
Dj scoob doo (yessir)
Yo scoob, gimme some down south tracks, n#gg#
Alright, i got somethin’ for you
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Release Year: 2017